I hate car stuff.

Spent a good portion of today in this position, looking at my shoes. No, it's not a bathroom.




It's where I took my car today to get some new tires (2 of them) for my car, a serpentine belt, and an oil change. I walked out of there feeling so bad, shaking my head wondering if I ended up getting talked into things and paid so much because I'm a girl. Damn! That's such a bad feeling!!