Yesterday I rotated tires and changed the oil in the Miata. I like doing that. I think it's a lot of fun. I have a very organized system that involves 4 sets of exam gloves. 6 sections of newspaper, a large black trash bag and a roll of paper towels. I try really hard not to get oil on my hands as it takes a lot of scrubbing to get it all from, under the nails, and obviously I need non-mechanic looking hands for work (hold the comments). So... I went to the movies last night. As I sat there, I happened to rub my nose and noticed despite the gloves my hands smelled of used motor oil. I like that smell. Really. Reminds me of the good time I had yesterday afternoon. So I sat there and sniffed my fingers every now and then... And I thought... I'm sniffing my first two fingers because of USED MOTOR OIL! I remember in a former life (in high school and college) sniffing my fingers for ....another more rewarding reason altogether... Ah, the memories that brought back. *sigh* So, this is what its come to, the scent of used motor oil is as good as it gets. *big sigh*
Uro, with what you do for a living, you should consider yourself lucky your fingers smell like motor oil!
I remember in a former life (in high school and college) sniffing my fingers for ....another more rewarding reason altogether..."" YOU BORED TONIGHT?? WHERES THE WIFE??? DOING PAPERWORK AT THE OFFICE ???? BRUCE
DD. Why is it that everything you do, work or play, involves pistons? Or rotating, or rubber gloves. And, this is the gross part, sniffing your fingers afterwards? I am beginning to worry about you, a lot.
My lovely bride is off to bed. I hav stolen these few minutes to bond with my Ferrari Brothers. Uh, that's enough, Gotta Go. HEY BRUCIE, YOU GONNA COME FOR A SPIN WITH US THIS WEEKEND? DAVE
I wonder how that looked to others in the movie theater, some strange guy sniffing his two fingers on and off for the duration of a whole movie. I'd think it was weird.
So would this be a good time to mention that when I was in 6th or 7th grade, my older brother would come home from a date and let me sniff his fingers? Brotherly love, that.
GOTTA CHECK THE CONTINUING THREAD, BROTHER. SUNDAY 8:00 AM, ALGAR PARKING LOT, BRING YOUR BEST, OR BRING YOUR WORST, ONLY REQUIREMENT IS THAT IT HAS AT LEAST 3 WHEELS. DAVE I THINK AUGUSTUS IS GONNA COME, I'M GONNA LEND HIM THE M3, HIS FCAR IS SOLD.
A highly skilled proffesional what, and what is that on your cats head is it some kind of cut up fruit?
Hold on just one minute.. you told me you were a pee pee doc. That's a highly skilled professional? Don't you just peddle Viagra and stick your finger up... oh never mind. Hmm..... "Hold on one minute..." that's probably something you tell your patients everyday, isn't it? DM