What was supposed to be a routine oil change on my baby yesterday turned into a $1200 fiasco replacing her insides, and I was stuck with a white Toyota Rav4 to drive around until the job was finished.
*side note: I hate white cars. I've come to the conclusion that drivers of white cars are usually 1) female, 2) blonde, 3) from California and 4) completely inept and therefore a hazard on the road. end of side note*
Today after a momentous morning of yardwork, three friends and I stopped by Old Town to grab some lunch. After a (semi) successful 224 point turn, I maneuvered said white SUV into a parallel parking spot. We jumped out, walked downtown, ate our lunch, came back. Imagine my surprise when I saw that the back tire had completely hopped the curb during the parking process. That didn't really surprise me, though, as much as the fact that NOBODY noticed (including myself) when we were getting out of the car. Um, hello? Center of gravity anyone?
I blame the whiteness.
3 comments:
well, i fit 3 of the 4 criteria for a white car owner. maybe i'll paint my car white when i get home.
too tempting, I have to say it: which three? :)
I thought we always said the same about Utah girls...remember this from my sister: "I am not a typical Utah girl! The typical Utah girl has no style!"
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