So as I mentioned the other day I was out shopping for cars.
I bought one for Wifey and it was going to be delivered to my house on Tuesday.
And while I'm driving home I feel a tinge of jealousy sweeping over me and MY car. Wifey gets a new car...well darn it, so should I.
But I'm practical.
So I opt for a car wash instead.
My thinking is that when I get home her car is gonna be all gleaming and shiny and mine is gonne be Joey Filth.
And the two cars share a garage.
I can't be bringing my dirty car into the garage to meet the shiny new car. The sewer worker doesn't dance with the debutante.
So I go and get my car washed. I now feel better about meeting the new lady of the house.
So I get home, drive into the driveway where Wifey is standing with her new shiny car. But mine is shiny also. I feel good.
I get out of the car and instantly notice that my antenna is broken and laying limp like Joe Placebo at the Cialis trials.
(seems I forgot to turn my radio off during said car wash and the antenna stayed up just long enough to get broken)
I have a clean, yet impotent car sitting next to a hottie and no chance of scoring.
Fixing the antenna is going to cost $100. Add the $3.00 car wash fee and the grand total of cleaning my car was $103.00.
If you enjoyed this story please read my June 22, 2006 post.