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So, I got a new car. It's pretty! Red and shiny! And my first new car that wasn't a hand-me-down that I half-bought, half-inherited from my daddy. But I'm not really the kind of person to get really excited over cars, so I'm pretty whatever about it. I'm gonna nostalgically miss my beat up old truck, since it's the only thing I've ever driven. But this one drives so smooth, it's really impressive.
Anyway, buying a car is a ridiculously long process, even if you have good credit and you know what you're doing (well, I didn't know what I was doing, but my parents were there with me, and they did. Sometimes I just don't feel prepared to be an adult). SO MUCH PAPERWORK. Ugh, everything takes so long, it's obnoxious. I'm very, very glad it's over with.
But I did have this conversation with the guy who figures out the financials:
Him: Are you in college? [There's a discount for college students.]
Me: No.
Him: Still in high school?
My family: *dies laughing*
Me: I'm 25.
Him: Well, I've made a fool of myself.
I have never seen anyone look so sheepish (it's extra funny when the person looking sheepish is wearing a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, a giant belt buckle, and has one of those moustaches that go down at the sides. I don't know why, but it's true). I tried to reassure him that I get that all the time (which I do), but I know he's going to be kicking himself about it for forever. I sympathize: I lay in bed at night and think of stupid things I said a decade ago that everyone else has forgotten about.
Hopefully I won't have to go through that process again for another 7-10 years.
Anyway, buying a car is a ridiculously long process, even if you have good credit and you know what you're doing (well, I didn't know what I was doing, but my parents were there with me, and they did. Sometimes I just don't feel prepared to be an adult). SO MUCH PAPERWORK. Ugh, everything takes so long, it's obnoxious. I'm very, very glad it's over with.
But I did have this conversation with the guy who figures out the financials:
Him: Are you in college? [There's a discount for college students.]
Me: No.
Him: Still in high school?
My family: *dies laughing*
Me: I'm 25.
Him: Well, I've made a fool of myself.
I have never seen anyone look so sheepish (it's extra funny when the person looking sheepish is wearing a cowboy hat, cowboy boots, a giant belt buckle, and has one of those moustaches that go down at the sides. I don't know why, but it's true). I tried to reassure him that I get that all the time (which I do), but I know he's going to be kicking himself about it for forever. I sympathize: I lay in bed at night and think of stupid things I said a decade ago that everyone else has forgotten about.
Hopefully I won't have to go through that process again for another 7-10 years.