The first place I went with my newly re-found driving emancipation was to Goodwill, where I dropped off a couple boxes of things that have been sitting in our basement for, literally, months. In fact, one large covered basket has been down there, waiting to be donated, since the day we moved back into our house in December. So as you can imagine, it was a relief to go. I arrived just after another woman, who was driving a large black GMC SUV which made the 4-Runner look, if not small, at least modest. And then she left the monster running while she donated her bags of clothes and got her tax receipt. Listen lady—you wanna save a few cents? Turn off your car.
2 years ago