I got to ditch work early today

21 January 2005

Snow is cool.

Unless you took your car to the car wash 2 nights ago, whereby Mr. Car Wash (yes, really) shoved all kinds of water up 'n in your electrical system.

And *OF COURSE* it wouldn't have occurred to you that it's only 2 degrees, meaning said water froze all up 'n in your, um, eletrical junk.

Which *OF COURSE* means that right after the water gone and done its business fucking up your shit and froze said fucked-upedness in to a permanent state of fucked-uppery until the spring thaw, your ABS brake light is permanently on, your turn signals are rendered complete shite, and your doors freeze shut meaning you're 10 minutes late for work the next day because it mostly looked like you were trying to break in to your own car by throwing your body weight against the doors. I must have looked like a high-heeled, floppy walleye throwing itself around. *flip flop*

But damn it's cool when you get to leave work early because everything in Minneapolis is a complete white-out and declared a snow emergency.

On the other hand, not so cool when a 15 minute drive takes an hour. I know women are generally labeled as "bad drivers"... but take one of those "bad driving" women, stick them in anything bigger than a mini-van, and you might as well kiss your ass good-bye. Those bitches are KEE-RAZY!

On the bright side, today is the day I count my blessing's I'm not buying the Mini Cooper, cuz damn. Who am I kidding? That car is still wiggedy-wiggedy-wiggedy-whack (would you believe that I'm listening to Kris Kross right now?). However, I believe we've chatted about the scum-suckery that is car salesmen before and the dirty bastards wouldn't cut me a deal.

So I went elsewhere and got one. And a DAMN nice one at that.

Tomorrow I'll sign the paperwork.

If this snow stops.

If.

And right after I get my hair done, cuz a girl's got priorities.

PS, it should be noted that when I test drove the car I'm buying, I got in to the freezing cold car after scum-sucking car salesman turned it on, and I immediately turned off his seat heater. Well, he's still a car salesman. And he still deserved it. I also did something else real, real bad but I'm not at liberty to disclose that little gem. Another story for another time. *wink*