I'm a little resentful.
The tapes suck, by the way. I've used 'em before, five or six years ago. But I had been in the wrong that time, and was just grateful for the opportunity to clear the violation off my record. I had free time to throw away back then, too. You put up with a lot when those are your circumstances.
So, here I am, trying to justify why it's so darn important to have a car in the first place. I need it for work, which I need if I'm going to pay for all the costs associated with having a car. Like this humiliating waste of my most precious commodity, for example.
I went ahead and put the $54 on my father's credit card. He's the one who wanted me on this treadmill, after all. So, that covers the money. But the time.. How do I justify eight hours to go through these tapes a second time?
I could only think of one way. Check the mood icon, folks.
It's stupid and irresponsible, but the irony justifies all...