- Location
- Golden, CO
About a month ago my wife and I were trapped in the drive through at the taco-snot. She was having a bad day as it was, and then to be trapped in the drive-thru for 10 minutes wasn't any help. Even my patience was tested. I kept looking at the median strip with it's softball sized river rock and 18" fitzer bushes thinking; "I can get over that." When I noticed her getting pretty flustered I had to say it: "We don't have to wait in this line, we're in a Jeep." I pointed to the median and calmly stated: "We can get over that; between the two bushes or between the bush and the pole." My strategy worked, the mood lightened. When we made it to the window she effectively scolded the manager and we drove out with our free food.
Saturday she went to visit a girlfriend, decided to get some take out for dinner and "whoops!" pulled in the wrong driveway. She said she was looking for a way to get to the other parking lot and saw a median strip of dirt and weeds. Then the thought came to her: "I'm in a Jeep, I can get over that!" She nosed the little XJ up to the curb, walked one front tire up, then the other, hopped the back up and drove down the other side to park where she intended.
She said that if I were there I would have been proud of her. Well I wasn't, but I am!!!
I guess it's time to get busy with the skid plates...
Saturday she went to visit a girlfriend, decided to get some take out for dinner and "whoops!" pulled in the wrong driveway. She said she was looking for a way to get to the other parking lot and saw a median strip of dirt and weeds. Then the thought came to her: "I'm in a Jeep, I can get over that!" She nosed the little XJ up to the curb, walked one front tire up, then the other, hopped the back up and drove down the other side to park where she intended.
She said that if I were there I would have been proud of her. Well I wasn't, but I am!!!

I guess it's time to get busy with the skid plates...