Because I’m a man, when I lock my keys in the car I will fiddle with a wire clothes hanger and ignore my girlfriend’s suggestions that we call a road service until long after hypothermia has set in.
And because I’m a man, I held onto that “”flip”” property I bought in Austin, holding out for a better price back in late 2007, not realizing the market would crash and I’d be holding this over-renovated gem that I’m now renting out at a $600 loss per month. And because of that, I wasn’t able to afford to fix the Infinity when all the brakes needed replacing and my credit cards were maxed out.
But because I’m a man, I don’t cry. I don’t give up. I don’t give in to loser thinking. I took to the wires, the Internet, to find the solution to this little problem (getting my car working enough that I could continue driving to my job in Austin without having to carpool with Clay, that annoying guy in HR who lives west of the 94).
That’s where this man, this person of honor and integrity and creative problem solving, found Austin Title Loans, a car title loan company that allows me to use my car’s value to pay for car repairs. (You can use car title loans for anything, but in my case it was the car itself.)
A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.