The guys I work with do not understand logic
At work, we go out to lunch on Fridays.
Normally, this entails a lot of “not driving!” protests as we head out of the elevator. When they start protesting too loudly, I offer to drive. This shuts them all up and keys start appearing in their hands.
I might have forgotten about some dirty saddle pads in my car once, one of those weeks when we were having really hot weather. They, uh, might have had a very… pungent… lesson in what I mean by ‘barn car.’
They don’t ask me to drive anymore.
Recently, a couple of the guys have bought new cars or trucks. They are shiny and have that new car smell. I remember new car smell. Vaguely. It was back in the days when I still had floor mats instead of mud flats in the car.
I want.
I can justify it, too. If I am going to buy a horse, I should have a truck and trailer. That is the responsible thing to do. Never mind that I know people with trucks and trailers who I could count on in an emergency. I like big, shiny toys. In order to justify my desire to own big, shiny toys, I have convinced myself that I should buy a truck and trailer before I buy a horse.
So I tried to explain this to the guys:
Me: I think I’m going to buy a truck. A big truck. Shiny. With New Car Smell.
The Guys: Oh, to haul your horse.
Me: Right. But I couldn’t buy a horse until after the truck was paid off. [pause] And the trailer.
Guys: But you don’t have a trailer.
Me: Right. But I’d have a truck.
Guys: That could pull the horse and trailer you don’t own?
Me: Right!
Guys: If you don’t own a horse or trailer, why do you need a truck?
Me: Just in case.
Guys: In case what?
Me: Something happens to my horse.
Guys: What horse?
Me: Any horse!
In my defense, I was doing really well fighting off the big, shiny toy urge until the guys started buying new cars and trucks. Maybe I should just take my car into a detail place and have them clean it up and spray some new car smell in it. I could get my new car fix and there’s probably enough change mired in the mud pits that used to be my floor boards to pay for it.
Of course, I couldn’t tell the guys if I did that. They might start asking me to drive to lunch.
Annette says 21 May 2010
Does it make you feel any better to know new car smell is glue? So those guys driving new cars and trucks are driving around sniffing glue?