You can find anything at Wal-mart

[unknownfate]

Well, I came out of Wal-mart yesterday, and my car was dead. Luckily, I was at Wal-mart. All I had to do was strut back inside to the auto department and ask the burly young man there what battery would be best for a mercury sable. He found it, I bought it, and back to the car I went.

Then my tool box wasn't there. It had been taken out when my car was put in storage. So I was going to go back inside to buy a wrench when a man in a pick-up truck pulled into the spot next to me. Aha! Not only did he have a wrench I could borrow, he did the wrenching for me. (Ahh, chivalry....)

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[bane-6.livejournal.com]

There are those who mock the place of my birth as a den of rednecks and hillybillies and the teeming masses of unwashed and unsophisticated. I won't say it's not ENTIRELY without truth, but the fact remains that in FL and NC I had to wait beside my car or by a payphone for hours if I got in trouble, where here, the act of raising the hood of my car summons helpful passersby out of nowhere.

It may be a backwater, but I'll take it!