Dinky's Docket

Just now I parked my tiny, barely-running, oatmeal mobile next to one of those ginormous urban-assault vehicles that can hold seventy-two people but most likely only carries one most days. As I got out of my car I wondered if the owner of this thing that probably cost about half of what my house did, is offended that I put my diseased and very-likely-contagious bucket so near that monstrosity. The rest of this post contained a rant about devalued skills and differences in salaries. I should just leave it alone.