I never thought it would come to this, but I am seriously considering getting a new car. The craziness known as high gas prices coupled with the fact that my Tahoe is greatly contributing to the cause of global warming were making me consider trading it in for a smaller, more fuel efficient car. While I was driving back home one weekend, I noticed my brakes were not functioning like they once were. Weeks later, I took it to the shop weeks later after noticing the problem had worsened. The good folks there informed me that it would take 1,800 freakin dollars to fix my problems! That’s a decent down payment for a lease in some cases. Were they kidding me? I didn’t have the money at the moment, so I declined the service for now so I could go to the parents for some advice.
Fast forward to the present and here I am, convinced that I am going to get a new car. I hate thinking about it though. Although it’s not my first car, I have grown extremely attached to this piece of junk. Every scratch hurt as if it had been a scratch on my body. I have made my decision, but it is not effective immediately. I’ll probably wait until the new year comes in and I find a better paying job so that I can afford this new car. In the meantime, I will reflect on all of our good times together while looking forward to the prospect of having a new toy to play with in the coming months. Even after all we’ve been through, it will always have a special place in my heart.

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