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[nebula_335]

The list of establishments which you cannot enter without acquiring a distinctive odor (headlined by such places as smokey bars and Subway restaurants) has been expanded to include tire shops. A ninety-minute wait at the Discount Tires left me smelling like rubber for about nine hours. My advice: don't get your tires rotated before a date...

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[byelka58]

Who misdials three times and then expects your assistance? That's mercy-killing territory, right there.

He/she was probably heading for your neighbor's apartment anyway, and heaven knows that's the last thing you want.

[nebula_335]

I don't know whether it's the same guy all three times. I hung up on someone without even listening at 6:05 AM and then again at 6:40 AM. When the third call came at 6:45, I started to think that perhaps I had mislabeled the number in my phone. I decided to answer and was swiftly punished for the effort.

I forgot to mention that my response to the caller's question was, "Yeah, you're the third one this morning." I then pushed the key to open the gate and hung up...only to realize immediately that I had pushed 8 instead of 9, thereby unintentionally retaliating.

I'm going to have my number taken off the box. On the off chance that I ever have a visitor, I'll just have to go down and let them in myself.