Swagger Wagon

Because of the car accident (detailed in my previous post) I was provided a rental vehicle. So, I made my way to the insurance company's preferred vendor of choice - Enterprise - and provided the claim number, as well as an explanation that I needed a vehicle comparable to my vehicle that was involved in the accident, a 2005 Toyota Camry.

The twenty-something year old behind the counter furiously pecked at her keyboard while providing a not-so-flattering face to her computer screen. And then this was our dialogue...

Enterprise Girl (EG): "This is crazy, but I only have one car available."
Me: "Ok. Is it in the sedan category?"
EG: "No, but since we partner with Liberty Mutual and this is for a property claim, I will provide the car at the sedan category price."
Me: "Oh, ok, great. Thanks! So what do you have?"
EG: "I have a mini van for you."
[INSERT FLUSH IN EG'S CHEEKS AS EVEN SHE KNEW WHAT SHE HAD JUST SAID TO ME.]
Me: "What - are you serious?"
EG: "Yes, I am really sorry."
Me: "I feel like I am on an episode of Punk'd."
EG: LAUGHTER
Me: "No, really, do you see the irony?"
EG: "So, you aren't planning on buying one?"
Me: "Um, no. This is my first baby."
EG: "Oh."
[INSERT AWKWARD SILENCE AS 20-SOMETHING YEAR OLD CANNOT RELATE AND I AM STILL LOOKING AROUND FOR TV CAMERAS.]
EG: "It's a really nice one. It has satellite radio and everything."
Me: "Great."

It's a practical vehicle, safe and convenient, but no one can rock a swagger wagon. And if you think you can, good for you. That confidence will take you far in life.