Monday, November 12, 2007

Driving me Stanley

More and more I find myself having arguments with my car. Which isn't really a problem as long as I keep winning.

Me: Reverse.

Stanley: No.

Me: But we have to go backwards.

Stanley: I don't want to.

Me: We can't go forward. We are parked three inches from a brick wall.

Stanley: I don't care.

Me: I have to be at work 3 minutes ago.

Stanley: Oh, okay.

We have this argument about everything. He decides he doesn't feel like going out when I am 10 minutes late to an important meeting. Or that first gear is for wimps, or that I'm not allowed to wear my seatbelt today.

And he's still just a baby! I don't know what I'll do when he gets to his teens.

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