Since I don't have any income coming in at this time I guess I shouldn't say much about the much that goes on around here but this last much was just too much and since I'm not going to say much... I'll just type it. :-)
Our family car is on its last leg and has been for some time (2 long years) so I patiently wait (with the patience of Job) till we have the means to purchase another, right? The means finally comes and I'm getting my hopes all up that we might at least get an automobile with working AC and perhaps something that was made within this century.
Wrong on both counts.
My roommate goes out and buys (that's right, pays actual money for) a run down (what exactly, I'm not sure) 1992 mound of metal, with no AC (which is the least of its worries) which didn't look too bad from inside the house when I first saw it (you know what they say about first impressions)... so... I walk out, take one close look and stand there in utter shock and disappointment but I hold it in and bravely go open the door to this new evil and, as I do, all previous hope starts squeezing my insides as if trying to escape this mangled moment of madness.
I was not consulted for an opinion prior to purchase, so, why does he ask me now? Why now... when I'm standing here in speechless horror... does he look over at me with this insidious grin on his face and say, "Well... what do you think?"
What do I think?
Should I hit him with it now... or wait till it subsides to a simmering boil?