© 2012 Timmy Tamisiea. All rights reserved. This is Saint Dean . . . don't fear the sword.  It's a replica.  He collects them.

298/365 – Saint Dean

So, as an older male who should have his shit together, I should be a littl more sheepish, possibly ashamed, of the statement I’m about to lay down on you kids.

Megan and I are borrowing money from my dad to purchase our second car.

Not quite the time to explode yet, Earth. Wait till December 2012 when everyone expects it.

Yeah, thats right.  You may have thought I was not part of my increasingly sluggish and lazy generation — the generation whose quality of life and income base is less then their parents’ generation.  Well, I am.  And I have to be okay with that.  I just have to.  Just as much as I have to be okay with the fact that I can’t hit a baseball with a regulation bat.  I can’t do it . . . and I’m okay with that.

This is a regulation baseball bat, right?

See, I had to come to terms with the fact that if Megan and I are going to survive our first year here in LA, we have throw pride to the wind and ask for help.  We need another car or else one of us is going to be stuck.  And, wuite frankly, we don;t want a clunker.  We need something reliable.  And teh one we want is just a teensy weeny bit out of our budget.  So I had to improvise.

Can I get a suggestion of a car that someone will give me right now to own that I don’t have to buy . . . please?

See, in an attempt to buy this 2011 Hyundai Accent form the Enterprise used car sales, I had to use the pity card.  What’s the pity card?  It’s a card issued to you by the government when you file for unemployment . . . NO!  And anyway, it’s not as if you don’t know, Chris Tamisiea — I’m assuming my brother Chris is the only one reading today.  If he’s not reading or there are nore folks on the blog . . . . Who am I kidding.  Anyway, yes, Chris, the pity card:

This guy’s about to get his pity card any day now.

I have recieved three call this week from the Enterprise dealership asking about our interest in the car.  Megan has even recieved a few as well.  They really want us to buy that car.  Well, I waited till today, and then I layed down the smack. . . The pity smack:

“It’s doesn’t look like we’re going to be able to buy the car.  I mean, the deal you have is really good, but 200 bucks a mont is just way too much.  With only one income, we have to really watch our monthly limits . . . ” Blah blah blah — pity me pity me pity me.  I mean, they already made the pot sweet: 2.99% APR, with 5000.00 down, a 189 a month payment . . . but hey . . .

So what do they do . . . call the bank, get the APR down to 2.54%, and get the payments down to a managable aamount.  So, if we can get 7500 down on the car, our payments will be about 112 a month  . . . I know, math math math — enough with the math.  I agree.

“But the math is my favorite part of your blog.”

The point is, we still wouldn’t have that kind of cash for a down payment.  I cashed in a 2000.00 mutual fund, took aout 2000.00 from our savings and Megan had 1500.00 saved for a rainy day . . . 2000 short.  So, in a typical and selfless gesture by one Dr. Dean Tamisiea, that missing 2000 appeared from nowhere.  Megan and I know just how lucky we are to have such great parents.  They are completely supportive and always backing us up.  While my pride prohibits me from letting them spread their kindness, sometimes, I let that guard down and just go with it . . . bless that man, Dean.

This is Saint Dean . . . don’t fear the sword. It’s a replica. He collects them.

He’s super.  And When I saw this short film toady, I thought of him.  My dad’s cool:

 

One Comment

  1. Ann etienne
    Posted 29 Jul ’12 at 10:33 pm | Permalink

    Nice!

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