Monday, December 20, 2004

ugh

I took my car in to be fixed from the rear-ending it sustained a month ago. I thought for sure I would get a pimp rental car because I could have sworn that somebody once told me that your rental car should be about the same level as your regular car (not that my car is pimp, it is a total family wagon). However, it turns out that person that told me that totally lied. My rental is so ghetto, and NOT as in ghetto fabulous. I'm driving a Pontiac Sunfire and it is a piece-o-crap. It has no amenities, no power anything. I actually had to roll down my window, something I haven't had to do since my dad made the tortuous decision of getting a Yugo as my first car. But the lack of power-anything isn't even the worst part. The radio doesn't cut off when you turn off the engine, you actually have to turn it off yourself. For god's sake, is this 1965? I know at some point I'll forget to turn off the radio and the battery will be dead and then I'll be late for work, which is a BAD BAD thing because I only have a few more tardies before I get canned.

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