Not as Cool as I Like February 28, 2007
Last week I got to pretend I was really cool by driving a brand new Dodge Charger. My BIL leased one a few months back and has a limit on mileage he can put on it. Since he works out of town, he’s already put quite a few miles on, so we’ve been switching vehicles everytime he goes on an out-of-town job. Before he left, he warned me that people will constantly ask about the car and stare at it. Boy was he right.
One morning I was at the gas station when a man started up a conversation with me about the Charger. He loved it and kept raving about it. So when it came time to leave, I decided to act all bad-ass and really show him what the car had. One problem: I’m used to driving a standard transmission and this car is an automatic. As I was rolling back in reverse, I threw the stick up and left (my normal 1st geat). Instead of hauling ass out of there, I came to a screeching halt — I had put the car in park!
While I put my head in my hands and laughed, everyone else at the gas station laughed with me! I felt like such an idiot! No more showing off in that car for me.
The worst part? Squeaks was with me and she laughed at me, too.