I parked right by the door today which means everyone who walks into the building can see what's inside my car if they are even half as nosy as me. This is what they would find:
- Two Shrek dolls from McDonalds Happy Meals
- A Sponge Bob Square Pants candy dispenser
- Melted chocolate eggs from Easter
- One running shoe
- Lots of sweaty socks from rollerblading
- A cat toy
- White tank top
- Starbucks cup
- Lots of bills
It's been a long, long, long, long, long time...
9 years ago
2 comments:
That is kind of scary. The assortment of kids toys and random pieces of clothing combined with the bills would sort of hint at some kind of young, single mother who takes her clothes off in the car. I shoud be a detective.
Seriously, it must be something that comes from working at the Collegian. I can't even get in Eeds' car without an involuntary shudder. Food, clothes, CDs, more clothes, empty bag, pop can, dust, dirt, rocks, and some green sticky thing on a stick. I think I just threw up a little.
Pay no attention to brother's comment, Sarah. Your car just has character.
Brother's car is never dirty. NEVER. It's always the epitome of clean, and for the love of the Good Lord in Heaven you better not put anything in the seat-back pockets or in the elastic thing on the visors.
Also, there should, at all times, be a kit in the back of the car that will ensure that you survive whatever disaster comes your way.
Also, correction - I mostly keep my clothes in my closet these days. It's a JACKET in my car, in case I get cold, or it rains, or I spill something down the front of my shirt and need to cover it up.
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