i close up shop at 530pm. if i'm there past then, i'm either working on something of my own, or cleaning up.
tonight i was welding a bracket together for an adaptor i made to allow me to use my car pusher as a trailer mover.
so around 715, this lady walks in. i had the office door locked, and the lights out up there, with a "closed" sign displayed. one would think it'd be pretty obvious. she came in through the bay door i had left open for ventilation.
anyway, she was looking for directions. pretty simple. she was from new york, and on her way back there from philly. she needed to be on rt73. she missed the turn off for it, and ended up in my shop.
so.....she asks me how to get to the nj turnpike, and then breaks out a map, wanting me to show her where she is on the map. i tell her to put the map away, and listen.(nicely of course)
i tell her to make a left out of the parking lot, and follow that road for 5 miles. she'll see the sign for rt73. take rt73 south, and it'll take you right to the turnpike.
she gets her dam map out again. can you show me where we're at on here? no. i can't even see the dam thing. listen, i tell her. it's very simple(not quite so nice this time, although very polite still). it's only ONE turn. but now, her husbands in there too, contradicting everything i said.
i told them both one more time. it is VERY SIMPLE. turn left out of the driveway, follow THIS road for FIVE miles, and you will see rt73. taks it south, and you will see the turnpike.
now the crazy flake starts pointing the other way, saying this way? NO!! go LEFT(note i actually punched the keyboard typing left just then) as i point left the way i had previously done.
now the crazy person who should not possess a drivers lisence is pointing up kresson rd. this way? she says? it was at this point i told her i had closed an hour and a half ago, and that i would repeat one more time, then i had to finish my welding.
she sounded like she got it, but i then spent 20 minutes finishing up my welding, put the mig away, swept the floor, primed over the hot welds, and they were both still out in the lot trying to read that dam map.
i gotta wonder........does new york hand out drivers lisences to anyone with a pulse? i mean......how could she(or her husband for that matter) even figure out how to start the dam car, if they can't understand "left, drive five miles, and you'll see the sign"?
friggin $#%$&^%&$%$^^GFGDSG
