New Car Blues (Revisited)

Ok so I had been talking about getting a new car for quite a while... A lot of you who are reading this never new my old car but lets just say the poor thing vibrated when it reached 60 mph. Not that stopped me mind you. It just sucked... One time I got a ticket in my old car for going 45 in a 40 or something like that. It made me mad because I had just stopped going ninety. If you are going to give me a ticket for speeding at least make it worth my while. It got to the point that there was this metal thing hanging from the bottom of the car and as I drove it made this terrible racket. I should have gotten the think looked at but I did not... I just pulled over ripped the thing off from underneath the car and went on my merry way...

Well needless to say I got rid of the car a while back. It died on the Palisades and I had to have it towed back to my house. Well I proceeded to buy a newer car. The one that I got was a Chrysler Sebring. It is a great car and I love driving with the top down... That is until... For I had decided to go back to work for the JoAnn's company again a while back. [More about that later.] I like it there and I was, again working with my friend DW and it was awesome. Well one day when I was doing an overnight at the store something bad happened. My day was already bad. I had gone to work at the branch and from the branch I went to the store. That's right. Eight hours at the bank only to work from 5 p.m. to 2 p.m. at the store. I think that was the day that we all went outside into the parking lot to have a few beers. So that is another nine hours of me framing in a dress shirt and pants because stupid me did not bring a change of clothes. If I had gone home I would have just take a nap instead of going to work.

Well anyway so the next day I take my little brothers and sisters to school [More about that later] and that is when I noticed it. That is when I see the huge dent on my car So big that I will have replace the entire quarter panel on the passengers side of the car. And of course since I only have liability for insurance there is nothing that I can do about it.

But I give it a try anyway I am on my way to pick up a friend in the city. Since there is a MTA strike I spend 5 hours trying to get down to the City Hall area of Manhattan from my house. That's right. A trip that took me 45 minutes for the return ride, took me five hours of stop and go. Well anyway... So I am talking to this person... I should have written this post 6 months ago when it happened but what can I say... I was going to tell the lady this show and sweet story about what happened and how I noticed it but she cut me off and instead starts asking me the dumbest questions ever. Here are some of the jems that came out of this ladies mouth:
---When did you notice the dent?
---Where you in the car when you noticed the dent?
---In that case... Were you wearing your seat belt at the time of the accident?

That's right... I figure if had been in the car at the time of the accident I would have noticed that i had a dent but since I was not in the car when I... YOu know what that lady was dumber than a bag of hammers.... I got so mad that I told her that I wished that I had been maimed in the accident. She just dryly stated that these were standard questions I told her I wanted to get into another accident while we were on the phone.

Well that's my story. A couple of weeks before Christmas I get a dent in my car... Thanks a lot who ever you are... I hope you get Herpes... and as for Saint Nick Up your chimney Santa.

Note: This post was going to be longer but I cut it short for you Beth.


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