Why is it Easier to Buy a Car Than a Gym Membership?

Last week the transmission on my husband’s 1998 Ford Explorer went out. We’d known for a while that car shopping was in our future, but the thought of braving the heat and those awful car-selling tactics had caused us to wait until the final moment to do it.

My husband did his homework online and then we plodded down to the lot together. He in charge of acting manly and disinterested – I in charge of on-the-spot number crunching and keeping him focused in the face of sleek interiors and state-of-the-art navigation systems. We had the whole good-spouse-bad-spouse thing worked out. And in just a few days we had test driven, feature compared, and signed on the dotted line for sixty payments on a 2008 Toyota Tundra. (Yes, a big ole truck. That is a whole other story.) Read more