Then a young lady flips on the TV. Ugh, a news program. The topic is presidential politics. There he is, Trump, sharing his vision for America.
"He ain't nothing but a coward with a big mouth," blurts a man in a yellow Izod golf shirt. I can't say this guy didn't nail it, but that's not my conversation.
I try hard to focus on my book but can no longer manage. The blaring TV, an increasingly antsy lobby scene, the fact I've been waiting now for an hour and a half for a simple battery replacement. I'm a bundle of nerves. Patience is fraying fast. Let me out!
Then ... the magic words. "Mr. Dillon, your car's all set."