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What I didn't know was that they had recently started attending a fundy church and had gotten, let's just say, weird about a number of things, including Catholics, which they thought I still was. About the 3rd day they had the car, it ran out of gas as the wife was driving it - why she ignored the gas gauge needle and light is beyond me, although perhaps she thought that Satan had put them there to trick her. She pulled into a parking lot, which to the horror of her newly fundy-ized brain, turned out to be at the local Roman Catholic church. A few weeks later I happened to run into them while visiting my friend and asked how the car was working out for them. Oh, they replied very seriously they had had to trade it in. I asked why and was told the church parking lot story. They concluded the story with "we just couldn't keep a car that still thought it was Catholic." So I guess if a car can think it's a religious denomination, it can have a sexual identity too.
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