Thursday, March 7, 2013

Gertrude's Gears

My parents are incredibly nice.

They gave me a car.

It's a minivan, but it runs and gets me from A to B.

I named her Gertrude Stein.

I think because people assume she's a lesbian.

...and writes poetry.

Recently Gertrude and I have been having some issues. She has decided to make her power steering stop working. Which means whenever I need to get in and out of parking spots that I look like an idiot who doesn't know how to park. In case you didn't know a minivan is a fairly heavy car, so no power steering also means that I am getting an incredible lower arm workout which nobody actually needs... unless you're a juggler. It also means I look like a fool when I have to two-arm-manhandle any turn I make when I'm driving around as well. I imagine people often think very little of me when I'm dealing with Gertrude's steering problems.

In conclusion Gertrude and I  have something in common... we are falling apart with age.

1 comment:

Allie said...

Wait, when did you get the mini van?