I work for a subsidiary of Kroger and do light construction and grocery reset work around the state of Ohio. Sometimes we travel out of town and they put me up in a hotel and give me $50 a day per diem for food and incidentals. It's nice when that happens. But that only occurs when a store is more than 65 miles from home. This store in Chillicothe is 64.1 miles from my home. That means I have a lovely drive for just over an hour at 330am every morning so I can be at this store by 5am. And I get to spend two hours on my way home every day because by that time, Columbus traffic is starting and usually some of the worst wrecks are on the common routes I'd need to use.
So I'm tired.
I'm a smoker, so catching a small bit of a cold, or inhaling one of those dandelion fuzzies up my nose and having an allergy episode usually means two weeks or more of hacking up a lung every morning and lots of trouble getting to sleep.
So I'm sick.
The tired makes me sicker. The sickness makes me more tired. Vicious cycle.
So in addition to all this, my wife is working pretty much every single evening so I'm getting the kids dinner, dealing with laundry, and the 17 year old has PMS this week. Also, trying to save money to buy wife a cheap car.
Monday I find her a car I think she will like. 1997 Ford Taurus for $400. You all hate it. I would hate it. She would love it. So I contact the seller to try and meet. They insist on meeting at a police station and they won't hand over the keys until the title is transferred and their plates come off. Great, so now not only am I dealing with someone dumb enough to drive a nineteen year old Taurus, but they are also devilishly paranoid. Perfect!
My wife calls me.
Her: "Don't go buying that Taurus, I think we should wait a while and get something nicer when we have more money on Monday."
Me: "I'd rather get a pile now for cheap than spend more money and probably have more problems. I can at least partially strip this, scrap it, and make the $400 back if needed. Buy a $700 car it'll take longer to do that if it decides to grenade on you in the first month!"
Her: "Just wait and see, there might be something out there you'd like more and I could deal with it for awhile then go get something else and let you have it."
Me: "Fine, you have a point, I'll hold off."
And that was a great idea because CL sellers in Columbus go to eleven. Wednesday I finally hear from the Taurus seller.
Him: "I have four other people lined up to buy the car. If their funds don't come through or they don't show, I'll call you."
Me: *between fits of laughter* "forget about it, I don't operate on the schedules of a bunch of random Craigslist flakes, you either want to sell or you don't, this isn't a raffle or an auction" *CLICK*
I'm pondering this and think maybe I should just forget about it and go buy a car from an auction instead. But I'm still on my phone searching CL. Find a nice light blue '86 Celebrity coupe about an hour east of here for $800 that evening. Contact the seller. Hear nothing back. Check Thursday to see if the ad was deleted (possibly indicating the car already sold) and it was still up, but the price had been reduced to $700. I email, I send a text, I leave a voicemail. Today (Friday), still heard nothing back. Ad is still up. My faith in Craigslist Humanity is ruined.
I tell my wife about the Celebrity coupe. It's nice. It's clean. It has no rust and was an Alabama car until March of 2015. I'm very excited about it. She doesn't like the car. No matter that she told me I should find something I might like for a little more money and then she would suffer it a bit and then get her own thing going.
Celebrity seller is still AWOL as of this evening. Volunteers of America auction is in the morning. My wife should've been less irritating about the rust free Celebrity two door. Because if I get my way, I'm bringing this thing home tomorrow: