My insurance doesn’t cover a rental (my bad…I should have anticipated needing that option, what with my car being so old), so I went down to beg Jazz to sign for the thing (she’s over 25, so it’d cost less) and cover my ass financially on it until next week, when my bank account will reflect what’s been going on the past few days on teh intarwebs (again? holy shit, thank you guys!). She, of course, agreed to help (because despite her tendency to microwave turkey bacon every morning, she’s pretty awesome), so we went to Hertz to see what we could get.
I wanted a small car. Something similar to mine. And cheap. I mean, that makes sense, right?
Obviously I’m not the only person with these requests. The smallest car they had was a Pontiac G6. I think it’s a 2008, now that I’m looking at specifications on these here intarwebs.
Jazz signed for it, drove it out, I followed in her car, and we went to Taco Bell, because we were both starving.
I got in after we were done eating, adjusted the seats, and started tooling down the road.
Hoooooooooly shit, y’all.
I might have to get me one of these, when I win the lottery that I never buy a ticket for.
Yep. It’s going to be a good week for errands.