In a message dated 08/11/2000 8:36:14 AM Mountain Daylight Time,
mgendron@speakeasy.org writes:
>
> Ugh. When I worked at K-Mart many years ago, I witnessed a phenomenon that
I
> called--naturally--the "K-Mart Oil Change." Quite often, after closing the
> store at night, I would find an old oil filter and four empty oil bottles
> sitting on top of the storm sewer grating in the middle of the parking lot.
> I leave it to your imagination to fill in the blanks.
>
Want to hear a double Ugh?
I live in El Paso, TX where the old "boot hill" historic cemetary has become
an interesting place to visit (Wesley Hardin, gunfighter, among other notable
buried there), but has been a hang out of the local hoodlums for years.
They apparently find it easy to pull the cars from wheel up onto an
appropriatly high tombstone, and let the oil flow onto the sand steet, or
grave. Most of the cemetary is desert by the way.
Walking through on a tour, we are often greeted with the old filter and empty
plastic oil containers.
They say it takes all kinds, but this is one kind I could live without.
RH
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