The Nissan Sentra

So I was (un)expectedly laid off on Friday, and wasting no time I started distributing my resume on Sunday. I say unexpected because I knew administrative cuts were coming, but I thought I manned a more critical role in the grand scheme of things. Whoops – guess what kid – you don’t.

This freed me up to take my car to the shop to get the repairs done. So I speak with a representative there, and they call up Enterprise Rent-a-Car for me. The rental car office is about a block away, but this is San Antonio, people don’t walk here that is crazy! So I sat around for about ten minutes waiting, when the customer service rep says “I can just run you over in your car.” He seems more than happy to get behind the wheel of my car to drive me the block, although I mention to him that I could have just walked.

I took the ride, and got door to door treatment, and went inside to request my rental. There was some moron on the phone requesting a “large SUV” to rent instead of the mini-van State Farm Insurance had approved him for. I guess he wasn’t a van guy, or thought he was entitled to a large SUV based on what he took in for repairs. Before I got to the bottom of the situation I was told my car was ready.

I walk outside to see a black 2005 nissan sentra. What a disappointment this is, but I don’t have any extra money to throw around for any sort of upgrade. Of course the lady outside marking the cars dents asked what was wrong with my car. I told her that it had been vandalized, and was in to get fixed. She mentioned that she too had an accord when she lived in Miami, and it too had been broken into several times. She since traded to a maxima, and moved to San Antonio of all places.





What a downgrade in living locations, Miami to San Antonio. I refer to this place as the nissan sentra of America. It’s not the best place to live, but there are certainly worse places to live.

My job hunt so far has also been the nissan sentra, but thankfully I have had the help of Mr. Anti-Thought to aid me in resume preparation, and willingness to pass it along to his manager where he works. I say it has been a nissan sentra because I had an interview today which resembled my old position way too much. More database applications, and if I have the choice (before desperation sets in) I do not want to work on database applications. So I am hoping to find a position which I will like more than my previous one and trying to see the silver lining in all this un-employment stuff. Call it the One Year Mulligan