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I've had so many, it is hard to recount all of them, but here goes: Back in 1974, I had a 1969 427 Corvette roadster, replete with lopey cam, off road headers that swept to the side of the car. It was a sharp looking car.
I went to the bank to make a deposit. I went to the drive thru. While I was waiting for the teller to take care of everything, I glanced over my right shoulder to see a very cute girl in a Camaro. She smiled at me and gave me a little wave. When I left the drive thru, my head and ego were inflated. I glanced over my shoulder again to take one more look at the cute girl and drove the car right into the side of the bank.
I knocked off the wheel cover on the left front wheel which caused it to fly off and roll in front of me in the parking lot. I looked back and the cute girl was laughing hysterically. I sheepishly got out of my Corvette, picked up the wheelcover and drove away in total embarrassment. The shame of it all.
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