I hate it...
I'm only doing it because I love her, otherwise you wouldn't catch me within 10 meters of a car dealership.
Another two months and the rainy season will get underway in Japan, and my wife has decided that she wants a car. She says she's tired of riding motorcycles in the rain unless she 'wants' to ride in the rain. She wants the convenience of a car. (Pssst... I think she's getting old...
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Well, SHE wants a car, but she says I have to go with her to buy one. Why?
What the heck do I know about cars? They have walls that cage up people, isolating them from their environment. What more does anyone need to know? But she who must be obeyed says I gotta go.
.So I'll go.
Car salesmen =
Stitchawl's car knowledge =
I'm not happy about this... I don't like cars. I don't like car salesmen. I don't like car dealerships. There are waaaaay too many different brands, styles, sizes, shapes.... Then we have to deal with finding a place to park it so she CAN buy it. In many Japanese cities you have to show proof of parking space before you can purchase a car.
This is NOT going to be a pleasant valley Sunday....
Stitchawl