My brother, DMP, has now joined the business. Two days into it, he's still breathing, even though it has been crazy. For example, yesterday, we had a 4 hour meeting followed immediately by a 2 hour meeting, followed immediately by a 2.5 hour drive and council meeting and a return drive. Whew!
It may not surprise you that my brother and I have different approached to many things. He always looks good; I rarely do (I mean, what's going on with my hair?). At the council meeting, one of the female councilmembers commented on his socks and tie. I guarantee, nothing like that will ever happen to me. Unless I'm wearing a Disney tie or something.
But, it turns out, DMP is crazy. After the meeting, at 10 PM in Coalinga, he decided he needed to buy some motor oil. Does he have a leak? No. Does he have any reason to think he's going to need oil? No. Does the stop-n-rob in Coalinga have cheap oil (or gas)? Definitely not.
I am not crazy...driving in the middle of nowhere (read: the road to Coalinga) after dark without proper reserves of oil is crazy. The 2003 Audi A4 3.0 manual clearly states that one should always carry spare oil. I had neglected such a purchase having been previously driving almost exclusively in the civilized world... Coalinga, now that's another story altogether. I took the opportunity to buy my car some insurance just in case something happened...just like one would when fill the tank full of gas . Like gas, oil is a necessity. Everyone should buy some...no matter what the cost. This is not crazy. This is survival!
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