It’s okay to admit when you’ve made a mistake…

 I read this comment posted on the recent Washington Post op-ed  post “One Way to Clear the Air” and I HAD to post it here:

About 2 months ago, I bought a used car: a cherry red convertible. I gotta be honest, I didn’t do much research before buying. I only test drove it once before making a commitment to buy, and it was made by an obscure manufacturer that nobody really ever hear of before. But, at first blush, I was in love with this car. It looked so pretty on the outside. Professional paint job, smooth finish, great curves, and a confident, although perhaps pretentious, feel to it. My rival in the neighborhood had just decided against buying a convertible and instead bought a reliable pickup truck. Certainly, my rival made a more practical and well thought out decision, but where was the ‘splash’? I wanted the headlines in the neighborhood! I didn’t admit this at the time, but the fact that my rival opted against the flashy choice made me feel as though I simply HAD to pick the convertible.
The first few weeks were like a honeymoon. Heck, you could say I was ‘energized’ to drive it. But suddenly, almost on a daily basis, things have been falling apart. Turns out, my convertible has an oil leak. As time passes, more and more oil drip drip drips out of the car. The engine stalls out on the highway, almost as if it has no experience with being driven over 60 mph. The interior computer malfunctions when I turn on the radio and the AC at the same time… perhaps multitasking so many responsibilities at once overwhelms the motherboard. I asked the manufacturer for a copy of the owners manual, but they are stalling and acting as if the information is classified. What are they hiding? And now, the roof is stuck in the closed position. So, in reality, this isn’t even a real convertible at all!! Needless to say, I made a horrible decision for me and my family. While my rival in the neighborhood enjoys using his pickup to accomplish daily chores, my convertible stays parked behind my garage. But, I think I made the right call when I decided to give my “convertible” a name: Sarah Palin.

Posted by: Bear with me on this one | September 15, 2008 4:17 PM

Humph.  I have no clue who this poster is but, baby, I’m changing your sign in name from “Bear with me on this one” to “Hammer” because you hit the nail on the head.

Even though the pick of Gov. Palin as the VP candidate is seriously not funny, this clip is…

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About Niobia Bryant

National bestselling author. Also writes as Meesha Mink.
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