I drive a really cute car. I bought it 5 years ago...back before I became a student again and had a real job.
I did a bunch of research on what kind of car would be reliable, efficient, and affordable. Oh, yes, and yellow.
All my research went out the window when I saw my car. Blinded by all of its yellow goodness. I'm pretty sure I got screwed on the price.
I brought the boy along to play 'bad cop' and well, when he wasn't grinning ear to ear at the prospects of a new car, he was laughing behind the salesguy's back.
I'm pretty sure that I got a bad deal because, after I made my offer, the guy said "Yes!"...immediately. There was no negotiating. No, "let me talk to my manager". No bringing in the "closer".
I didn't care. I owned a great car.
I still love it. It still makes me kind of giggle when I see it.
It DOES NOT, however, make me cool. It tries, but I thwart it at every turn.
The kid at the drive through the other day said "oh, wow. is that a GTI?"
Me: um...yes. but it's not a V6
Kid: but it IS a GTI
Me: yep
Kid: those are great racing cars.
Me: heh, yeah. not mine. it's all dirty and needs an oil change and stuff. I HAVE seen them all tricked out though
Kid: right......how fast you drive it?
Me: oh, not. not not not.
Kid: okay, here's your taco.
Whoa? Hmmm? "I HAVE seen them all tricked out". Who the hell was that dork?
I don't say things like "tricked out". I'm pretty sure that's not even what they call it. I know better than to just throw out some phrase I heard while channel surfing.
