A girl stopped me in the parking lot of a grocery store and asked what kind of car I had. It was raining. My liftgate was up. She was kind of amazed at how much room I had to work with. All the seating, with child seats, plus a folded up wheel chair, and a cooler for groceries. Yeah, I bring a cooler. I like to keep the cold stuff cold for the ride home.
So as we're kind of huddled in under the liftgate to stay dry, she made it a point to tell me that she was single, and hated that cramped little crossover that her ex picked out.......we're going out this weekend. Although, I don't know if I can respect a girl who was married to a guy, who thought that Hyundai was how you spent $30K. We know what's wrong with him. But what is wrong with her, that she married him in the first place?