Was there food? Sure, there was food.
22 boxes of mac n chz
4 boxes of gingersnaps
10 cans of tuna
4 boxes of fruit bars
a package of spaghetti
I was kinda hoping for shit that we could …. you know… eat. When he said we’d feed you for a few days, that’s not what I had in mind. But oh well, we did get a half ham. I’m thankful for that.
HOWEVER – when they said they had a handicap accessible van – I thought they meant one that ran. Stupid me.
26 year old van. Only two working seat belts in the back, and the driver side only had a lap belt that was rigged up to work somehow. Gas gauge was broken. I didn’t feel safe it that bitch at all. Was shaking and rattling so bad you couldn’t hear each other talking. Sounded like an airplane.
I am not ungrateful. Please don’t think that. I just wish that they didn’t just add more problems to my life with a car that isn’t reliable. What was the fucking point?
The other cars? ’01, ’99, ’03, ’02 …..etc. Cute little cars. Gal next to us got one with 60,000 miles on it. Ours? 314,000 miles. Whatever.