A squirter on my Mini Cooper wasn't squirting, so I had to take it in to the BMW dealership. I waited while they fixed it.
I saw this there. I wonder if the people who own that car parked on the right are really rascals or if they just put it on the license to freak me out. Sorry about my finger at the bottom of the image.
A bird flew into a large plate glass window and hung out on the ground for a while. Then he sputtered away, sort of dizzy and disoriented. I know how he felt.
I think the bottom buffers are to buff shoes. But what do you buff with the top buffer?
They had a rack of cookies and muffins. I didn't take a picture of that, but I ate a cookie (white chocolate chip macadamia nut). It was in a cellophane package and was sort of chewy, but okay. I turned the TV from a soap to "Miami Ink" and then I acted like I wasn't watching it when a guy with a back pack came in. He used the house phone to call someone and I thought: guy doesn't even have his own phone and I'm worried about what he thinks of me for watching "Miami Ink?" Sheesh.
Then the BMW man came and told me my squirter was right as rain and I went home.