Dancing with stupidity

When you surround yourself with intelligent people, a slap in the face from stupidity is a rude awakening.

Take for instance the car mechanic guy.

I brought my car to him first thing in the morning because my convertible top would not close since 11pm the previous night. Of course when I took it to him, it went up like creamy peanut butter.

Smoo00th.

He looked at me, eyes brimming with pity, and told me to go home. Then he said,

"The next time this happens, bring it in right away."

"Okaaaay..." I reply slowly, thinking, are they open at 11pm??

"Next time, just bring it in and we'll at least keep it overnight in the garage so you don't have to worry about the rain."

"Well, that was the plan, " I said inserting some sarcasm, "but I'm not sure that anyone was here at 11pm last night?"

He unnecessarily buckles over with laughter that's a bit too loud for my taste, while I keep my poker face, Gaga style.

I am handed a business card and am waved away,

"Well, just bring it here right away if it happens again."

Does he have a hearing problem?

Sure thing buddy, I'll make sure that my car conveniently breaks down between the hours of 8-5.

Ugh. Stupidity.