Saturday: Five hours in a Kia. With my boss. His breath reeked of spearmint and nicotine. We listened to conservative talk radio the whole time. Conservative talk radio is a mix of the pamphlets that Jehovah's Witnesses hand out; detailing Revelations in horrific detail, and used car salesmen speeches full of spit and duplicity.
I was close to breaking. I am still numb from the heart up and my testicles are shriveled up like rasins.