Yup. You hear it all the time. “CHECK BEHIND YOUR CAR BEFORE YOU BACK OUT”. Those are the words that echoed through my brain as I backed my car out of the garage this morning, at the same time utterly destroying an entire afternoon’s worth of shopping at The Container Store.
SON OF A BITCH
My wife digs The Container Store, and since I was in the area yesterday afternoon I figured I’d stop in and get some stuff for under the Smith Family Christmas Tree. I unloaded some stuff out of the car last night, still a little groggy from a late night of watching Billy Idol and accidentally left a bag on the floor of my garage. Directly behind the right side rear tire.
At least it will be easier to wrap.
If you could have heard the string of cuss words I strung together immediately after; an unthinkable barrage on the English language covering everything from sexual acts, to my favorite summer time snack “Otter Pops”. I even threw in some blasphemy since Jesus is having a birthday next week. I’m sure the kids walking to School got a kick out of it.
According to this artist’s depiction, they did not.
SO. I’ll remind everyone once again. Check behind your car or you will ruin Christmas. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go see if The Container Store will exchange this for something a little less destroyed.
Wish me luck!