So I’ve had it with my car.  I drive a ’98 Pontiac Bonneville and I’ve owned it for about 3 years.  It doesn’t even look like the car belongs to me.  My dad purchased it from a friend.  Little did I know, when you purchase a used car, your purchasing its problems. 

Over the years, I have had really bad luck with my car.  My car radio got stolen, my windshield cracked, my friend crashed it into the steps of her house… the list goes on.  I didn’t even take it to college because of the foreseeing damages it might face.  So what did I do? Let it sit at home.  Let it sit for so long that the inside of the car was filled with mildew and I needed to do a host of things under the hood.  Don’t ask me how I’m driving it now; I’m lucky it past inspection!

Just recently, I had to buy a new battery, an alternator, and I noticed that my engine light was on so I went to take it at my mom’s dealer where she works, Armen of Ardmore.  I went to take it to diagnostics to see what else was wrong with my car.  Apparently the gas pump and fuel line is rusted.  Rusted so much that if they were to fix the problem, the parts would fall apart in their hands! Which would cost me over $1000!  I might as well get a new car right? RIGHT!

As I stated earlier, my mom works at Armen of Ardmore, a car dealership.  She sells cars! Um, why didn’t I think about this before? Why didn’t I just buy a car from my mother?! Oh, because my dad had already put over $1000 to get it fixed for me to go on the road and he didn’t want to feel like he wasted money to get it fixed.  I also feel like it was a gift from him to me, and if I decided to get a new car then the one he bought me, it would show that I would be unappreciative.

Tough to think about, but I’m definitely going with my decision to buy a new car from my mom.  It’s either that or spending thousands of dollars to get a car that I don’t even particularly like to get fixed!  I hope he doesn’t get mad, but I sure will be happy!