Depths of Depravity

After all the snow, salt, and now pollen, my car was due for a major
sloughing. I took it to the car wash where they clean your car inside
and out. I only get the car cleaned this way a couple times a year and
each time I thank my lucky stars that I am not a car cleaning person
by trade.

Even though I made my trip mid-week and mid-day the place was packed.
I queued up in lane 3 and waited. Sometime later an SUV (why is it
always an SUV?) barrelled into a new fourth lane. She then proceeded
to cut off everyone waiting in the first three lanes to he next in
line. It was infuriating and when I caught up with her inside I told
her she had cut ahead of at least four other people.

So I was a little ticked but feeling better. That is until I saw The
Ridiculously Demanding Customer. The RDC was a blob of a lady who
looked more like she'd just rolled out of bed than I did. (And that is
really saying something.)

She had asked the cashier inside for dollar bills to tip. That's nice,
but also where we diverge. Since I only get the car cleaned a couple
times a year and I generally find it a thankless job, I tip
generously. Usually $5 or $10 on my $10 wash...

Depravity still to come...