Okay, when some one dies, the media follows him right till the pyre till he is burnt capturing the family teary eyed and what not. It happened when Sunil Dutt died. It has happened now with the death of Pramod Mahajan.
Totally annoying. Disgusting too.
Any time I go on the road to a job site, I get a car from the local rental establishment. (Name left out so as not to embarrass Hertz. Oops)
Usually I get the reliable but boring Ford Taurus. Or Pontiac Grand Am. Or Toyota Corolla. Or Chevy Lumina. zzzzzz…..
Well, once I got a Mazda 6. That was a fun couple of weeks. But this time when I arrived the smallest car they had available was the larger than anything I had ever driven in my life: A Ford Freestar minivan.
While all I packed on this trip was my laptop and an overnight bag, I feel like I should instead have brought three first graders with reversible soccer jerseys and a cooler full of Capri Sun.
Again, to reiterate: They gave me a minivan.
(As an aside, in this town I am currently staying I spotted two — TWO — PT Cruisers with flames painted on the sides in a 2-minute span.)