I’m trying to figure out why I don’t have pride in my vehicle any longer. I remember when I got my first car, a white Pontiac Fiero with black trim. I washed that car more than I did myself! I shopped for accessories more than I did for clothing. It was like my first real independence by which I could come and go as I please not having to rely upon anyone.
Many years later, I view my car as simple transportation. How it looks is not so important as whether or not it will get me from point A to Point B in a reliable fashion. Stale french fries litter the floor, windows are smudged and grimy, gas receipts are stuffed everywhere, empty fast food containers and soda cups are strewn about.
I suppose it’s representative of a new set of priorities in life. By that I mean what used to seem important to me now seems trivial compared to my other responsibilities. Either that, or I’m just a lazy sack of lard!
When you get married, work and take care of a family I dont think lazy is even in our vocabulary any more I think it is now called priorities. I let the kids wash the car they enjoy it more than I do. And most of the stuff in there is theirs anyway.
Senior~
Why do you not wash your car? In my country, we think of you Americans as dirty peoples because you never take good care of your cars and wash them. Please senior, take a little pride in yourself and take a bath and wash that stupid car of yours!
Juan