If It Weren’t for Bad Luck…….

Mother was laughing when I picked her up at the tire store this morning, after a conversation with a grumpy old man. She’d admired his luxury cherry-red sedan.

“I don’t like this car. I had me a real nice big pick up rigged out just like I wanted it, then in 2014, the doctor said I had cancer and probably wouldn’t make it six months. Well, my ol’lady didn’t want to have to drive that truck after I was gone, so she talked me into tradin’ it in on this car. I figured it didn’t matter none, since I wasn’t gonna be driving it no way.

Well, next time I went back to the doctor, he said I didn’t have cancer after all. Now I’m stuck with this danged car.”

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14 thoughts on “If It Weren’t for Bad Luck…….

  1. Sounds like something that would happen to me. My husband and I have been going back and forth as to what kind of car we could both drive once one of us retires and we only need one car. I like my SUV, but it’s not comfortable for him. He loves his luxury sedan, but it’s too big for me. I just open we both stay healthy enough for a long time so that we can work and maintain two vehicles.

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