MONTEREY CAR WEEK

Summer is passing by so quickly and it’s almost time for back to school. For those of you old enough to remember, the official start was day after Labor Day. Another huge change is they seem to push students through the grades when some of them are not prepared to move on. In our day, if you didn’t test well you were held back. I was held back so many times, instead of a diploma for graduation; I was given a dinner and a watch.

I didn’t do so badly. Look at me now. I’ve worked my fingers to the bone and have very boney fingers to prove it!

Car Week came around quickly too this year. Last year during Car Week, I was at a preview of an auction browsing around. I spotted a baby blue 1957 Cadillac Coupe Deville and walked over to inspect it. As I bent over to feel the fine leather upholstery, I inadvertently break wind. Very embarrassed, I looked around nervously to see if anyone noticed my

little accident and hoped that an auction rep with a clipboard doesn’t notice me. As I turned around, my worst nightmare materializes in the form of a salesman standing right behind me.

Cool as a cucumber and displaying complete professionalism, the salesman greets me with, “Good day, sir. How may I help you today?”

Very uncomfortably and hoping that the salesman may just not have been there at the time of my accident, I asked, “Great looking car. What is the price of this lovely vehicle?”

He answers, “Sir, if you farted just touching it, you are going to soil your underpants when I tell you the price.”

Please watch out for children on the road. They’re terrible drivers.

Stevie P. / publisher@foolishtimes.net