NTRPRZ
07-08-2007, 08:18 PM
Thank god for wives!
I was searching the racks of Hot Wheels vehicles at my local Wal-Mart today when a store associate asked if he could help. I said I was looking for the Hot Wheels Batmobile.
"Nope, all out," he said. "That was weeks ago."
And he turned and left without giving me the chance to be polite and at least thank him for that info.
I kept on looking anyhow, and sure enough, nothing.
Moments later I was waiting in the key-cutting line when my spouse of 32 years comes up and kicks me in the butt. Literally. She holds up two Batmobiles.
"They're over by the bicycle racks in a big box," she announced.
I hied myself, sore butt and all (Renate's German, so that explains the kick) over the the bike rack, where lo and behold there's a large display box of Hot Wheels cars. Renate and I sift through the entire box and pull out four more Batmobiles.
I went looking for the self-assured associate of earlier mention, to no avail. I just wanted to hold up all six of my finds and say, "Hey, looky here."
Anyhow, the grandkids each get one and I get to keep two -- one in the package and one on the shelf parked bumper to bumper with my Black Beauty.
Ebay shows they're not worth anything more than the purchase price, but I don't care. I've got mine.
I was searching the racks of Hot Wheels vehicles at my local Wal-Mart today when a store associate asked if he could help. I said I was looking for the Hot Wheels Batmobile.
"Nope, all out," he said. "That was weeks ago."
And he turned and left without giving me the chance to be polite and at least thank him for that info.
I kept on looking anyhow, and sure enough, nothing.
Moments later I was waiting in the key-cutting line when my spouse of 32 years comes up and kicks me in the butt. Literally. She holds up two Batmobiles.
"They're over by the bicycle racks in a big box," she announced.
I hied myself, sore butt and all (Renate's German, so that explains the kick) over the the bike rack, where lo and behold there's a large display box of Hot Wheels cars. Renate and I sift through the entire box and pull out four more Batmobiles.
I went looking for the self-assured associate of earlier mention, to no avail. I just wanted to hold up all six of my finds and say, "Hey, looky here."
Anyhow, the grandkids each get one and I get to keep two -- one in the package and one on the shelf parked bumper to bumper with my Black Beauty.
Ebay shows they're not worth anything more than the purchase price, but I don't care. I've got mine.