If my body was a car...
This is the time I would be thinking about trading it in for a newermodel.
I've got bumps and dents and scratches in my finish and my paint job is getting a little dull, but that's not the worst of it.
My fenders are too wide to be considered stylish. They were once assleek as a little MG; now they look more like my mother's old Buick.
Myseat cushions have split open at the seams. My seats are sagging.Seat belts? I gave up all belts when Tim Horton's opened a shop in myneighborhood.Air bags? Forget it. The only bags I have these days are under my eyes.Not counting the saddlebags, of course.
I have soooooo many miles on my odometer. Sure, I've been many placesand seen many things, but when's the last time an appraiser factored lifeexperiences against depreciation?
My headlights are out of focus andit's especially hard to see things up close.
My reaction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skidand bump into things even in the best of weather.My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins. It takes me hours toreach my maximum speed.I'm burning fuel at an inefficient rate.
But here's the worst of it - almost every time I sneeze or cough, myradiator seems to leak and sometimes my tail pipe sounds off.
This is the time I would be thinking about trading it in for a newermodel.
I've got bumps and dents and scratches in my finish and my paint job is getting a little dull, but that's not the worst of it.
My fenders are too wide to be considered stylish. They were once assleek as a little MG; now they look more like my mother's old Buick.
Myseat cushions have split open at the seams. My seats are sagging.Seat belts? I gave up all belts when Tim Horton's opened a shop in myneighborhood.Air bags? Forget it. The only bags I have these days are under my eyes.Not counting the saddlebags, of course.
I have soooooo many miles on my odometer. Sure, I've been many placesand seen many things, but when's the last time an appraiser factored lifeexperiences against depreciation?
My headlights are out of focus andit's especially hard to see things up close.
My reaction is not as graceful as it once was. I slip and slide and skidand bump into things even in the best of weather.My whitewalls are stained with varicose veins. It takes me hours toreach my maximum speed.I'm burning fuel at an inefficient rate.
But here's the worst of it - almost every time I sneeze or cough, myradiator seems to leak and sometimes my tail pipe sounds off.
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