i just want to tell you all a story, sorry for going ot, but i think this may apply here.
So im at work, delivering in my jetta vr6 (this was a few summers ago, when i still owned it) and this kid i went to high school with walks in. typical douchebag, pre-ripped/bleached jeans, hair that could impale a small animal if dropped from above his head, stupid white seashell necklace, you get the picture.
if unfamiliar with a douchebag please see here.
anyway, the conversation went something like this -
“whats up mendola” (i hate it when people call me by my last name)
“oh hey guy”
“just got a new car, wanna run sometime?”
“ehhh not really into that whole street racing thing, just kinda like driving my car. why what did you get?”
“cobalt SS. its black.”
“oh wow, neato!”
“ya, lets run sometime, i’ll pwn j00”
“tell ya what, come back when your car is paid off like mine is and then we’ll run”
he has yet to get back to me. its a shame, i totally would have lost. i feel pretty ok about it though because at the end of the day, when i come home from work and look in my driveway while cracking a beer, at least i dont own a cobalt, and at least im not a douchebag. 