The Mighty Steed

This is a picture of the beast! Otherwise known as my mighty steed. I've yet to name her but I know she's going to be called something ballsy like Brunhilde or Blossom. She was last seen touring past the security gates here at Ras Tanura followed by a large delivery truck full of plants from a nearby nursery with the Guards pissing themselves laughing as she went by. Her stalwat driver waved magnanimously at her audience and then proceeded to drive home at 25 kms an hour followed by three wallies who couldn't understand how to read a sign in the visitors office enough to find our house number. The following conversation is becomming common.

Miscellaneous Delivery Man (Otherwise known as MDM): MA'AM! Security! We are at security gate. Meet us Now!
George: Go in to the visitors centre and they will let you through...understand...v-i-s-t-o-r-s c-e-n-t-r-e, do you know where it is?
MDM: (Offended) Of Course Ma'am! No Problem No Problem Visitors Centre.
George: So I'll see you in a few minutes, find out house on the map and come through the gates.
MDM: No Problem.
George: See you soon?
MDM: No Problem.

(Hangs up....15 minutes later)

MDM: MA'AM! SECURITY! MA'AM
George: Where are you? (Somwhat shirty by now)
MDM: MA'AM Security, meet us at gates?
George: Have you been to security?
MDM: No Problem. (Hangs Up)

(15 minutes Later)

MDM: MA'A---
George: HOLD IT! I'm coming down there
MDM: No Problem.

(10 minutes later riding about 6 kms or so in a golf buggy)

George to Security Guy: Where are they?
SGuard: Over there, you didn't have to come down they've already been processed and have been told where to go.
George: GAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
MDM: Ma'am we don't know how to find your house. (With facial expression that implies its my fault my house hides from view when it sees delivery trucks bearing down on it even though they haven't moved the truck from security parking lot.)
George: Follow the mighty steed then!
MDM: No Problem.
Guards: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA