By some miracle of motivation -- and I do mean miracle, since I was so wiped after working out that I was ready to collapse in front of the TV and not move for several hours -- I managed to make it out to do my errands. The primary one was getting my car's oil changed.

I took my car to Jiffy Lube, since I figured it would be the quickest, cheapest and easiest. And I was right. Except I noticed when I got back in the car that they hadn't put their little sticker on my windshield like they normally do. No, instead, the bastards reset my tripmeter.

I'm not terribly particular about many things, but I am particular about my car. And I'm kind of sentimental about a few things. The tripmeter was set to zero when I first took control of that car, as I did when I got the car before that. It was just a little thing for me so I could always tell how many miles I'd put on the car myself since I'd gotten it. The odd thing is that I remembered the odometer reading when I got my last car, and it was exactly 4000 miles -- exactly -- more than the odometer reading than when I got this car that I'm driving now. And since I last hit the tripmeter to reset it when I left Connecticut, it was a bit of a sentimental thing. Yet these guys think they can come in and just screw with my car settings because they feel like it? How about they reset all my mirrors and the presets on my radio while they're at it?

My car is my sanctuary. Don't screw with her.