An On-Line Journal
by Paul Buceta
2003 04 16 - The Kissy Boy.

I spent a good part of last night cleaning my car.
I never want to become one of those guys that become obsessed with his car.
I've seen these guys and it scares me. Their idea of a good time revolves around the car - probably cruising on a Saturday night.
That's not for me.
Although, I can begin to see the appeal, having my first sports car.

You may recall I bought it spontaneously and haven't really considered the costs involved.
To get it into tip-top shape for this summer I just spent $ 4,000.00 on miscellaneous fixes, tune-ups and other things my mechanic 'told me' it needed.
If you haven't figured it out - Jaguars are very expensive.

While the mechanic was going over the list of things that were done, I couldn't help feeling I was getting screwed. I don't know if I'm right or not and that might just serve to make it worse.

Truth is, I like the guy and if I'm going to get screwed by a mechanic - It may as well be one I like.

I'm reminded of a joke I heard once, I should have told him,



"I prefer to get kissed before I get screwed"