Dancing with strangers

Technology, guitars and Shirley MacLaine

There must be worst things in life, I guess, then spending a long time in the waiting room at a distant Walmart automotive department. But after only an hour there, I was beginning to doubt it. Having not sufficiently charged my cell phone earlier, it set in my pocket as I zealously guarded the 3 percent battery life that remained, so its potential entertainment value was not available. I was completely bored. The television was on in the adjoining waiting room, where I idly watched the actress Shirly MacLaine being interviewed by a group of four women all sitting at a large desk, each prefacing every question to MacLaine with the comment of how great they thought she was. What wasn't great was that my new tire I was waiting to be installed on my Jeep still hadn't started.

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