More car nonsense. I realize that the Flex is probably the vehicle I should buy, but I’m just not excited about it anymore. WineGuy said to me tonight, “If that’s the car you want, go ahead and order it.” But really, it’s not the car I want. I want the Mercedes; he doesn’t fit into it. I would accept a Flex in black; he hates black anything. The one thing we could agree on was the 2010 Flex in Ingot Silver with a white roof.
I’m just not thrilled, not excited. I am resigned and ambivalent. That’s no way to buy a car, especially at today’s prices. I’ll just keep driving the Crapler until the right thing comes along . . . or the transmission disintegrates in the middle of I-75. I should not have gone to the damn Mercedes dealer.