Car Match found a driver for my car.  It’s basically a lease to own situation.  I got all the paperwork last night, but some of it was wrong.  The revised paperwork was in my email this morning.  But before I could even check my email, I got a call from a demanding woman with a heavy accent.  She was wanting to pick up my car today.  Whoa, what a painful way to start my morning.  I told her that the paperwork wasn’t done and the gps tracker wasn’t in the car yet.  She was angry.  I have to install a gps tracker in the car and they were supposed to overnight it to me.  I couldn’t stay at home because there were showings all day.  So, I’m sitting at a coffee shop and having trouble connecting to the internet.  I called my friend, Ed, who told me I could borrow a company truck.  He said to just go in the office and tell the receptionist I was the one he had told her about.  I called her and she said she thought I was no longer borrowing one and she couldn’t give me one until she talked to Ed.  Neither one of us could get a hold of him.  Hours later, I finally get the car paperwork signed.  The demanding woman called me again to pick up the car – now.  I told her I couldn’t give it up until I had the gps tracker.  Then I got to go to a meeting that took me an hours and a half to get to, but the meeting only lasted 5 minutes.  By now I’m overwhelmed, frustrated and just tired.  Car Match called me to tell me the gps tracker is at my house.  It’s too late in the day to go home and get it.  The snow is starting to fall, it’s rush hour and Katie and Travis are throwing a going away party for me shortly.  The guy at Car Match was quite unhappy that I wasn’t going to go home and get it.  The demanding woman calls again stating she has to pick the car up today.  I wasn’t very nice this time.  I tried to reschedule for Saturday or Monday, but she said no and hung up on me.  Now I’m sure I’m dealing with the mafia and they are going to come drag me out of my car and cut off a finger to remind me not to mess with them.  Then they are going to leave me on the side of the highway in the snow with 5 bags of stuff from my car.  Because, you know, the mafia lets you keep your personal belongings after they cut off body parts.  Then I left ridiculous voice mails for the Car Match guys and went and crawled in Katie’s bed and cried until they came home.  It took a long time to let it go, but the frustration passed.  Having a party with friends helped.  Plus, I didn’t put the gps tracker in yet, so the mafia doesn’t know where I am…….

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