Puddle Jumper

I'm not happy with my new car, Ms J. I thought I wanted a standard transmission, but now that I have it, I don't like it. I'm tired of shifting gears. And I thought I'd fancy a 2-door model, but every time I go to put something (or someone) in the back seat, I am unhappy with it. I wish I'd bought a 4-door model. This new car is little and bumpy and it feels cheap. The seats are hard. No power windows. Yes, it's easy on gas and costs much less to operate than my Monte Carlo. But after driving a luxury car for ten years, this little Honda feels ... little.

Don't misunderstand me, Ms J. I do quite like a Honda. Very reliable. Easy to park. But I don't like the gear shift and the little doors. I've been thinking of trading it in for one with four doors and an automatic transmission. A Honda, with four doors and an automatic transmission. Maybe a different colour, too. Grey is so ... ordinary.

I don't know. I haven't decided yet, really. I'm just thinkin', is all. Just thinkin'.

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