Personal

Just some facts: Deregistration confirmed, car insuration cancelled by today, keeping current bonus level for next car. Bought car at May 29th, 2001. Drove about 14,600 km since March 2005. Sale price nearly covers all repair costs since November 2005. Obsolescence of €3,224 within 5 years means a yearly amount of about €644 and a monthly amount of €55. Including the uncovered repair costs of last year, which are about €900, I had a monthly expense of €71, which is quite the amount of an old Austrian “Tausender”. Including all repair costs, gasoline and insurance, this raises to about €190-200 per month. Cheers!

I didn’t think that it would go so quickly: I received a call yesterday evening at 19:00h, and 2 hours later my car was sold. I agreed to drive it to the potential buyer, Doris ascorted me with her Smart, and we arrived shortly after 20:00h. The potential buyer and a friend of him had a look at my car, they didn’t even want to take a test drive, as I just had gone over the highway, and that was proof enough for them. The buyer wanted to beat the price down to €700, and I finally agreed, as it was obvious that the car wasn’t in its best shape.

So, we filled out the act of sale in his livingroom and did the deal. We met once again this morning, where I handed him out the latest ÖAMTC-attestation. With this, he will care for the deregistration tomorrow.

Ich sehe immer öfter - vor allem im Winter - junge Menschen in Jacken mit pelzberandeten Kapuzen. Diese Jacken sind meist grau oder zumindest dunkel, manchmal aber auch weiß. Auffällig ist aber die Kapuze, die am Rand mit einem hellen, flauschigen Pelz abgeschlossen ist.

Das alleine ist ja noch nicht das Kuriose, sondern, dass diese Pelzkapuzen stets im Rudel auftreten: Wo eine ist, ist der Rest der Bande nicht weit. Pro Bande wird selbstverständlich nur exakt das gleiche Modell getragen. Allesamt, ob männlich oder weiblich, sind die Mitglieder etwa 180cm groß, schlank, und um die 23 Jahre alt. Hinzu kommt ein kleiner Tussi- bzw. Prolo-Faktor.

War ich auch mal so komisch? Nun gut, bei mir waren’s die unsäglichen “Grunger”-Hemden, aber bitte, da war ich 15/16. Und von Jeans brauchen wir sowieso nicht sprechen.