The Great Auto Exchange
"The estranged one" took my car to be inspected yesterday. In order that I might have a car to get home from work and run my dreadful errands, he left me his. Remember that lovely dark blue 2000 Cavalier? The one that I so meticulously cared for while he was unable to drive...
HE HAS TRASHED THE POOR THING!
It is full of garbage. I saw a banana peel on the floor. EWwwww! Papers scattered everywhere. Country music in the CD player! Empty cans! ARRGH! I swear that I heard it beg me to take it back.
Why does he treat his car that way? I am noted for being a slob, but my car is as neat as a pin! I love my car. I would never treat it that way.
~ Rant Ended ~