Last week, I had to bring my car in at the BMW dealership for service. After handing my car key to the service rep, I went over the service window to get my loaner car.
A tall young man with a neat crew cut greeted me. He picked out a key from a wall and walked back to me.
“I am going to give YOU a convertible to drive.” He announced to me, looking very pleased.
“Really?!” my eyes perked up.
“Yes. Really.” He shook the car key in his hand.
A convertible with me in it, cruising down a wide highway, lined by ocean on one side, and mountains on the other….ahhhh.
Then I thought of my baboons.
“No…can’t do.” I sighed.
The young man raised his eyebrows at me.
“I am a mom. I need to pick up my kids in the afternoons, and drive them places.” I stated, then added, “Is it a 4 door? I need a 4 door.”
“No. This convertible is a two door.” he stated, then added, “ sporty.”
“No. You just give me your most boring car.” I had to give up.
He stared back at me looking unamused.
“REALLY.” I affirmed my poor choice to him.
So, he loaned me a 300 series 4 door sedan, not even silver, dull gray.