scheides
05-04-2007, 04:16 PM
There I was at Sears, just wanted to grab a simple flare wrench for my SS brake line swap that I'm planning on doing this weekend. I knew I needed a 10mm flare wrench but I didn't think that buying one involved getting a fucking POLE UP MY ASS!!! Gahh!
http://www.mitsustyle.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=5572&stc=1&d=1178309598
Then I had the opportunity to stand right next to an open door at a check-out register for *honestly* 5 minutes until some lady that was leaving for the day passed me and asked if I had been helped. It could have been longer, but by the time she got there I was leaning on the counter, about to pass-out from boredom. I was so close to the door it was all I could do to not just walk out with the damn thing!
http://www.mitsustyle.com/forums/attachment.php?attachmentid=5572&stc=1&d=1178309598
Then I had the opportunity to stand right next to an open door at a check-out register for *honestly* 5 minutes until some lady that was leaving for the day passed me and asked if I had been helped. It could have been longer, but by the time she got there I was leaning on the counter, about to pass-out from boredom. I was so close to the door it was all I could do to not just walk out with the damn thing!