Well it's Friday, thank gd, and as per usual on Friday I refuse to write about Facebook. So today I'd like to talk about something that is near and NOT dear to my heart. Minivans.
Why would a twentysomething year old girl care to talk about minivans? I'll tell you why. I hate them. In fact, I despise them. I can't tell you when exactly this hatred began but I can say it's pretty strong.
Every time I see a minivan I ask myself, "why do people choose to drive this heinous beast of a vehicle?" Some may some I'm being too harsh on the mini, but I feel otherwise. When I become a parent (many many many years from now) you will never, and you can mark my words, never catch me driving a minivan.
Here's the thing. I get it, parents have to schlep their kids and all the crap that comes along with them, soccer balls, hockey sticks, beach balls, bicycles, and everything else that precious little children possess. However, why not drive another type of utility vehicle? You need more room, how bout an SUV? Or how bout a station wagon, those can be cute and efficient.
I have loathed the minivan forever. They just make me feel bad and nervous about the future. I don't want to drive one and something tells me that many current minivan drivers didn't see themselves driving them either when they were my age. So this is me stating to the world (or the 3 people who actually read my little blog) that the only mini you'll ever catch me in is a mini skirt!
