Meet Mark. When my car goes into the shop for service, Mark is kind enough to give me a ride wherever I need to go. Mark, who I would assume is between 48 and 56, is always a little annoyed. Not in an angry type of way, but more in a “im in a …hurry” type of way…I am not sure why, maybe it is that he needs to get home to his mother, who he lives with. Don’t let that fool you, Mark loves to party, and he loves talking about it at 8AM on a Tuesday “Oh man, me and my buddies, trashed last night. whew”. Mark has a 1984 Mercedes Diesel that sounds like an SS Nazi Tank. While the external noises of the car may be scary to small children, the sounds of Smooth Jazz 103.1FM soak into the leathery seats and make all just a bit more relaxed. I can’t wait for Mark to pick me up this afternoon, hope he isnt trashed.
PS. Who Wears Short Shorts? Do I even Have to Ask?
