Workin’ At The Car Wash

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Wednesday - November 07, 2007

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In case some of you were wondering, I still have my 1995 black Dodge Ram truck. I think everyone figured that after I got a Porsche, the truck would be cast aside. I’m not that kind of guy - someone who would abandon his loyal reliable ride for a new shiny one.

No, my truck and I have been through too much together. It has seen better days as I have about 160,000 miles on it, the dashboard is cracked, the body scratched and dented and the doors hanging kind of crooked. Still, I will pamper my truck on a rare occasion.

Like last week, I had heard there was a new automated car wash in Kaneohe not too far from my office. On my lunch break, I decided to check it out. It had been a long time since I had my truck washed so this was going to be a special treat for her.

I went all out and got the premium wash and wax. As I entered the wash tunnel, I noticed that water was dripping in from the top of my ill-hung door. Suddenly, the tri-colored soap suds was being sprayed on the truck and it started to gush in from the top of the driver’s side door.

It was as though someone had poured a bucket of soapy water on the left half of my body. I tried using my hand to plug the gap, but I ended up looking like Lucille Ball on I Love Lucy. That’s when the rinse water started to spray and was coming in as though it was a fire hose turned on me.

As I drove back to my office, I was trying to figure out how I was going to explain that only one vertical half of my body was soaking wet. I must have walked past eight people and no one said a thing. I was just about to hit my office when I heard someone shout, “Hey, Ron!”

I thought, OK here it comes, and I slowly turned around. The guy wasn’t two feet away and he said, “Did you catch the Warriors game?” I’m not sure what worries me more - the fact that the publisher was walking around with half his body soaking wet and nobody noticed or that they all knew and just didn’t want to help me towel off.