I drive a Chevy Cobalt. One that is encompassed by the ignition switch recall (short version, the spring for the ignition switch may or may not be strong enough to keep the key in the run position when driving. Therefore, the car may turn off and lose power to stuff like airbags and power steering.) My SO wanted me to take it to the dealer to get a rental car. I didn't want to. I've had the car for 7 years and never once had a single issue. I got tired of discussing this with him, so I finally just gave in and took it to the dealer yesterday and got a rental car.
This whole process was irritating, just all around. Additionally, I'll be in the rental car for around, read at least, 30 days. I like my car. It's mine. I know how to drive it. I know it. Having a rental car is, for me, like being in a hotel room. I can never get completely comfortable. I don't want to put my stuff in it for fear that I'll forget it. It was his insistence that caused me to have a rental car. I really really want to be irritated at him, but he was concerned about my safety, which I find really sweet.
I can't do it, I can't be irritated at him, but I want to be.