Monday, May 10, 2010

The Door

Today Jeremy and I went to Lowe's to order a new door. Once we got there and talked with one of the salespeople we found out that we didn't have to order it, they had them in stock. As soon as Jeremy pulled it off the shelf I asked him if it would fit in my car. He assured me it would if we put the back seat down. I looked at him skeptically and we went on our way. We arrived at my car and put down the back seat but as we started to put the door in the trunk, we realized that the opening through the back seat was about two inches too narrow. Of course I immediately said "Hey, remember when I asked you if the door would fit in my car and you said yes?!" As we stood around for a few minutes, trying to decide what to do, I noticed that the parking lot was full of trucks and SUVs. I jokingly said "maybe we can pay someone in one of these trucks to take it home for us." No more than 20 seconds later a guy pulled up in a Chevy Silverado and asked how far we were going. We told him and he said he'd take it for us if one of us rode with him. I, of course, nominated Jeremy because I try not to ride in trucks with strange guys if at all possible (Except for that one time in Texas when I had a flat I've managed not to. See, I didn't die, mom!).

So now the door, and both of us, are home and our faith in humanity is restored. Thank you guy at Lowe's with a truck.

2 comments:

Melissa said...

Good story. Husbands are brilliant. They'll tell you so themselves.

Anonymous said...

And you wonder why I'm remaining single???? No one to give you that look and tell you "told you so" is fine with me.