my tit card experience at the car wash

August 12th, 2009 |

Author: jells

this here is a story from March of 2009. please to enjoy:

photo credit: cybershaman

on friday i went and got the ol truck warshed on my day off.

i was the only vehicle in the entire lot/line

as i dismounted my truck, two bored mexican guys attacked my interior with a ferocity i had never seen before and out of sheer boredom and the need to do something productive, they went apeshit, vacumming and wiping everything in sight, they even stepped on the brake and wiped the gear shift.

as i went inside to pay, i tipped their VAC ONLY TIP JAR a 5 spot. the two guys were hauling ass and it was cool to see people doing work, regardless of the task, with intensity and passion.

i paid the cashier inside who was watching obama on cnn.

as i was waiting for the guys to towel off my vehicle i started pulling my singles together for the tip and i noticed that i still had some tit cards from a friends recent trip to vegas in my wallet.

i had been using them for promotion of nothing in particular at shows and sliding them to people saying “my card” and then walking away as if i had actually given them my contact information. i dont have contact information.

so the two guys drying off the truck were haulin ass and like the other guys, just happy to be working rather than standing still freezing their asses off. i noticed that both of them were short on teeth and quite melancholy.

the five bucks i had ready to give them didnt seem sufficient by itself. so i increased the five to eight (all i had in cash) and slid a few tit cards in between the singles.

even though i was the only guy in the lot, when the wipe down had been completed he stood by my open door with his toweled hand in the air letting me know it was ready for me. i walked up, said “thank you sir” and handed him the wad of singles and pair of hidden tit cards, while getting in the truck.

i put the truck in drive and looking in my rearview mirror saw the dude count the tip nodding, and then BOOM, he shoots his neck back from the pile in his hand and holds up the tit card with a little bounce in his step. he calls the other dude over and hands him a tit card of his own and the two run towards the vacuum dudes to show them what they had won.

the moral of the story isnt just to tip people who deserve it, its that tit cards can really brighten someone’s day.

so save your tit cards from vegas, and give them to people who are having shitty days, weeks or lives.

tit cards = smiles off the strip.