The first car wash in the US appeared in 1946 when Hanna Enterprises made it big with 32 car washes. No kidding! Last weekend, Tarun and I took our car to an automatic wash near our house. Whenever we wait in this line, we look at each other with the naughty thought that we should have brought Hershey to the car wash, at least once. She was incredibly skittish and her reaction would have been priceless. Of course, we never did that because the right brain always overpowered the wrong brain in a timely manner.
With trepidation we rolled in
Inching towards the brush
Our car stuck on a belt
Moving gently with no rush
First came the soapy spray
Then the raucous whirr
I looked through the window
To find a perfect blur
Long ribbons swung at us
With loud and rhythmic thud
They came like a beast
Along with bubbling sud
Like morning in the rain
Light shone through the mist
In the distance we saw daybreak
As the ribbons did untwist
As we neared the end
Water droplets blew away
I could tell the car smiled
When we rolled off the bay
The sad realization is that unless the car wash reclaimed and detoxed the water after our visit, we contributed to the freshwater run off, this time with toxins from our car :(