Wednesday December 3rd, 2003
Rental Car
I dropped off my car at a place around the corner that I've never heard of but my claims agent assures me, "does good work." That aside I had a hard time knowing who to give my keys to because no one spoke any English. Next on my little list of things to do, (right between "drop off car" and "alphabetize porn") was getting a rental car. Now here's where things get interesting. My insurance is willing to pay 90% of the rental up to $500 or until my car is done being fixed. The estimate on my car is only four days. Since a normal rental car is about twenty bucks a day I figured I could rent a nice car and pay almost nothing for it. I decided on the Cadillac Deville that runs almost $80 a day, but I only had to pay $8 a day because of my insurance. Of course knowing the maniac I'd be behind the wheel of this luxury automobile I got the optional insurance. According to the rental agent I could smash into another car before I even left the lot and not have to pay a dime. I think my questions about the insurance and the various horrible situations I could end up in with this precision automobile made him a little uncomfortable but I like to have my bases covered.
Like any twenty five year old who's spent his life driving various bulky shit boxes to shitty jobs his entire life I had to see just how fast this thing could go. At the first red light I felt like I was at the Indianapolis five hundred. The light turned green and I floored it. I felt like I was thrown back in my seat and had to lean forward to get a better grip on the steering wheel. I had spent the majority of my lunch break in the car rental office so I went to a Jack in the Box drive thru on my way back to work. A woman about my age handed me my bag and gave me an odd smile. I'm no stranger to this place and I've seen her before but she's never taken notice of me in the past. As I drove away I felt some how higher class just being in this car. I was really enjoying it until I realized I had this wondrous machine for three days before taking back my old Honda civic with the blown speakers and no air conditioning. (Which is a lot of fun during the summer months in LA.) Like anything else I guess I'll just try to enjoy it while it lasts, looks like I'm taking the long road home today.Related articles:
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