Lil' Slow Poke

I am good at many things. Keeping up with car stuff is not one of my talents. Every 5,000 miles I am asked the dreaded question: " What kind of oil do you want?" My standard reply is " Um, I don't know, the black kind?" Usually, the sometimes patient car person will just write down something and get me on my way.

I noticed last week that one of my stickers on the car was about to expire at the end of the month. So, today I drove to a car place and up to the little garage. This is always super awkward when there isn't a little guy telling you where to pull your car. Do you just pick a lane? Do you stay in your car? Do you get out and just walk up? So much pressure! But, I digress, the oil changer man soon walked over to me and asked what I needed. The conversation went something like this:
Oil Man: "What can we help you with?"
Me: "I need my car inspected"
Oil Man: " Why?"
Me: "Because it needs to be done, and this is the only free time I have had this month, and there are only 3 days left in September, and I don't think I will have time to come back later."
Oil Man: "Your car doesn't need to be inspected until October, you need to get your car registration before the end of the month."
Me: Is that the thing I got in the mail, and is in my purse?

So, I can never go back to that oil change place because I clearly made a fool of myself rambling about my busy schedule, and my mail.
Moral of my story: Read the stickers on your car before going to the car place and don't ramble to strangers. They laugh at you.

Another ramble:
My car's name is Lil' Slow Poke, hence the title of the blog. See, I used to have a fast little sporty car, but then I got this car, and it just doesn't go as fast BUT it is very reliable. :)