I have collected a few more oxymoron-ish fables and allegories.
Driving through College Station, TX, I passed a Meineke muffler shop with a big marquee out front.
“Brakes not working? Stop here.”
Uh? Ok, but how?
And, right in front of most convenience stores are fairly large metal cabinets for storing propane that customers can buy. Look closely and you will see an emergency telephone number that can be called. I don’t know about you, but the only emergencies related to propane, that I can think of, are fire and explosion. I’m not getting anywhere near close enough to read a phone number if that’s the case. And, what is the person on the other end of the line going to do about either emergency except take a body count?
I was picking up some medicine at a CVS pharmacy yesterday and noticed that they have a program that really benefits their customers. For a certain price per month, one gets special deals on CVS brand products, coupons and immortality. At least I assume that is what non-stop life means.
I’ve written about texting and driving before (here). Now, the car manufactures are getting on board with the new fad. The new automobiles are absolutely baffling. For instance, when I start my new-ish truck, I see this.
Or sometimes, this.
but every now and then I see this.
So why put a monitor in the vehicle if you’re going to tell everyone to not use it and that it is dangerous?
From your thoroughly confused, grumpy Uncle Dave.
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