My area of
expertise is washing my car. To me I take pride in washing my car. When I am
washing my car I make sure not to miss anything at all because if I do it will
annoy the crap out of me and it just isn’t professional. There are several
steps in washing a car perfectly; it takes me about 2 hours to clean it
perfectly. I learned how to wash my car perfectly from my father. In a way it
is like the passing of the torch. My dad is crazy good at washing cars, it’s
kinda scary. It takes me two hours to wash my car; it takes him two hours to
wash four cars (not even kidding). There was one time where I just got back
from lax practice and my dad was relaxing watching TV. So I go upstairs I take
a shower and watch TV for like ten minutes. Then I hear him calling me to meet
him in the garage. I make my way down stairs and into the garage to see my car squeaky
clean and just like 25 minutes ago it was covered with pollen and dirt. I asked
him if he waxed the car as well he just stared at me and said “do I ever not
wax” I was completely amazed at this feat. I want to be able to wash a car as
fast as my dad. What I learned from my dad is a specific order in which to
wash. This order is tires, spray the car down, hand wash the car, rinse, tires
again, dry with a blower, and then hand wax the car. Believe it or not this is extremely
tiring and exhausting. Washing a car is fine talent and it is very practical
because a clean car is happy car! In all reality for me washing my car is one
of the best stress reliever that I have. It is also a really good time for some
serious thinking. When I wash my car I think about what my like is like and how
I can make it better. And other time I just zone out and just wash. My
expertise is washing cars and I'm proud of it, I love doing it.
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Stranger in a Strange Land
Stranger in a Strange Land.
I remember there was one time were i felt really out of place and I just felt odd. It was last summer I was on the Costa Rica trip with Ty,Austin, Danny, Michael, and my self. We were in a small town on the coast. this town was filled with natives and very few tourists. However it seemed like the town was expecting tourist due to the surplus of little shops and street vendors. We made our way through the town and to my surprise everyone was extremely nice to us, they waved and seemed just very happy. we walked by a group of older men. they were playing dominoes and smoking cigars. we watched them play for a minute and were immediately invited to play a match with them. we told them that we couldn't and made our way. The real reason that we didn't want to play is because they were wagering money, plus we would get creamed.
we visited several shops and in each the owners were extremely kind and we basically had a short conversation with every shop owner. the best thing is when we bought something you could see how happy they were because they now have money to feed there families. we grew hungry so went to the local market, we bought some Costa Rican ice cream...which was amazing! we decided to sit on the curb and enjoy the local ice cream. Then out of no where we see these two ladies walking really close to each other (like uncomfortable close) we watched them. Out of no where they were screaming at each other and cursing in Spanish. one then grabbed the others long hair and slammed it into a car door. within the second a lot of people circled up and watched them fight, cell phones out filming the whole scene. they then tackled each other under a delivery truck and they were just beating each other. After what seemed like two minutes the police showed up. I noticed that the cops had to carry there own personal guns(i notice things like that, the cop on the left was caring what looked like an old colt six shooter, and the cop on the right had what looked like a normal glock nothing special) the cops dragged the women out from under the truck and cuffed then and then walked then away.
Instantly everyone went back to their normal lives. we visited a store and they seemed like nothing happened. What i took from that experience is that no matter where you are there are still people who have hate in them and people who are kind at heart.
I remember there was one time were i felt really out of place and I just felt odd. It was last summer I was on the Costa Rica trip with Ty,Austin, Danny, Michael, and my self. We were in a small town on the coast. this town was filled with natives and very few tourists. However it seemed like the town was expecting tourist due to the surplus of little shops and street vendors. We made our way through the town and to my surprise everyone was extremely nice to us, they waved and seemed just very happy. we walked by a group of older men. they were playing dominoes and smoking cigars. we watched them play for a minute and were immediately invited to play a match with them. we told them that we couldn't and made our way. The real reason that we didn't want to play is because they were wagering money, plus we would get creamed.
we visited several shops and in each the owners were extremely kind and we basically had a short conversation with every shop owner. the best thing is when we bought something you could see how happy they were because they now have money to feed there families. we grew hungry so went to the local market, we bought some Costa Rican ice cream...which was amazing! we decided to sit on the curb and enjoy the local ice cream. Then out of no where we see these two ladies walking really close to each other (like uncomfortable close) we watched them. Out of no where they were screaming at each other and cursing in Spanish. one then grabbed the others long hair and slammed it into a car door. within the second a lot of people circled up and watched them fight, cell phones out filming the whole scene. they then tackled each other under a delivery truck and they were just beating each other. After what seemed like two minutes the police showed up. I noticed that the cops had to carry there own personal guns(i notice things like that, the cop on the left was caring what looked like an old colt six shooter, and the cop on the right had what looked like a normal glock nothing special) the cops dragged the women out from under the truck and cuffed then and then walked then away.
Instantly everyone went back to their normal lives. we visited a store and they seemed like nothing happened. What i took from that experience is that no matter where you are there are still people who have hate in them and people who are kind at heart.
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