New platesWritten by hootenannie on December 5th, 2011
It’s Monday, December 5th, and I have now been without a car for 20 days.
On a few occasions, I’ve had a friend or two go out of town and bequeath me their vehicle in their absence, so don’t worry: I’m not starving, I’ve made it to the gym here and there, and my December rent check was deposited. Subaruthless should be ready later this week – hopefully better than new (Subaruthless-er?), and maybe they will have even vacuumed up all of the dog hair on the backseat.
The thieves stole the license plates, so this morning, I went to the DMV to get new ones. When it comes to car stuff, it’s always more expensive than I anticipate, so when they told me that my total would be “eight-o-six,” I gulped and wrote a check for $806. The woman looked at it, and then dryly said, “Eight dollars and six cents.”
I kid you not, the clouds opened up and the angel choir sang a chord.
Nothing like a slew of other unexpected, exorbitant expenses to make tiny check written to the DMV the very best way to start your week.