R.I.P. Angelica, the once trusty Celica

Now that Angelica has been delivered to car heaven, or perhaps car hell (for her naughty and ill performance the last few months), I thought I would relate this nice story about her that I forgot to mention. I feel it really demonstrates my care for her.



"You know you need to clean your car out when...":

Setting:
Early a.m., curbside Harambee, downtown Renton, unloading extensive array of backpacks from my car that hold: my computer, my workout gear, my purse, my lunch bags, and I'm sure some other junk too.

Characters:
Myself: holding a lot of stuff

Nicely tailored business man: cell phone earpiece, latte in one hand, briefcase in another, kindly look upon his face.

Angelica the Celica: Full of junk, and more junk, looking like she could use a serious washing


Dialogue:

Angelica: "Waaaaash meeee" (in a whisper)

Man: (Stops to survey me, struggling to get all of my bags out of my car and slung around my shoulders) "You look like you live in your car."

Me: (Ummmm..is he trying to make friendly banter along the street in the early morning? Or is he just being a total jerk, commenting on how filthy a person I must be while on his way back to his sparkly Mercedes? I'll pretend it's just a conversation starting joke because I'm so cute) "Uh, ha ha.....Ya, I uh, practically do. Ha."

Man: "Ya, I myself once went through hard times like those." (Pauses, thoughtfully, to think of a reason why I must be living such a hard life as a homeless girl). "Are you a student?"

Me: (Rather offended that I've just realized he thinks I'm homeless, and is about to offer me a dollar cause I'm a cute, young, homeless girl. He's not trying to make witty banter.) "Uh, no, I'm not a student."

Man: (Thoughtfully pensive, stroking his chin, pondering how much change he has to offer me in my hard knock life situation) "Hmmm, yes I remember difficult times like that, having to sleep in my car. Well, good luck!" (A smile, a tip of his imaginary hat, and off he goes).

Me: (Am I dressed badly today? What a jerk! And I didn't even get a dollar!)

Angelica the Celica: "Vaccuuuuum meeee, clean me out, pleeease"




Well, the good news is, now I don't have to clean her out as she is on the way to the scrap metal shop! Crunch!