I don't know why, but ever since we've lived in Lamar I seem to go to the car wash more than I ever have in my life. Maybe it's because I left my car in Oklahoma and I drive our white truck everywhere. Everything shows up on white! Since it's such a big truck I don't really like to use the automatic car washes. Knowing me I'll take a mirror off or something when I try to drive through it. So I use the somewhat old fashioned car wash. And let me tell ya, I have issues with the car wash. The hose always seems to get in my way. The water backfires off of the truck and all over me. Then when I go to use the foam brush, they have it hanging up so high that by the time I actually get to it, the pink foam is falling all over me like I'm at a foam party back in college. Even worse, by the time I get the entire truck brushed down, the pink foam has dried into streaks. I'm just not fast enough. Then, by the time I'm actually finished with the whole horrible process, my arm feels like it's about to fall off and I now need a bath more than my truck did because of the strange mixture of foam, sweat, and water. I just can't seem to win. Greg makes it look so easy.
Although I do have to give props to whoever invented credit card machines at the car wash. That was pretty genius!