The object of Cheyenne’s affection…well, it is the Nissan Maxima. The dealership gave me a new 2011 Maxima as a loaner while my car was in the shop overnight. I must say, it is a very nice grown-up car.
Cheyenne loved the fact that it was a four door and that it had a push button start – the marvel of it all! She actually squealed with delight when I drove her to school in it. She begged me not to take it back – literally, she begged me. She said, “PUUHHHHLEESE MOM-ME PUUHHHLEESE!! I LOVE THIS CAR!” It was quite the moment.
I liked the Maxima, it was definitely nice, but I was not persuaded by the impassioned begging. Old jaded love like mine goes right past the bright and shiny to the details…details like – how much does this cost? I love being without a car payment (which is what maintains a warm spot in my heart for the Tiburon). Until I have to go back to a car payment or cannot contain my longing for some specific vehicle, I think I will maintain the status quo.
It was a relief that I could hold my own in the Maxima. I must admit that when the service person – Brittany – told me she was going to loan me the Maxima for the day I was a little afraid. I didn’t know whether I would be able to maintain my resolve after driving it for a day. I feared I’d be buying one by week’s end. Perhaps that was Brittany’s design all along.
You may recall that I don’t easily trust automobile service folks. It took me years to get used to and trust my service guy Ryan. I have put service folks in about the same category as used car salesmen in the past – I tend to not trust them at all. In my mind they are all out to sell me something I don’t need for more than it should cost.
Brittany is the new Ryan. It seems Ryan went to a different dealership in October. He has moved on and now I have a service gal. I find having a service gal interesting. For some reason – a reason that I believe is a function of deep socialization and gender stereotypes – I trusted Brittany right away. In fact, having Brittany took away all the sting of no longer having Ryan. She’s nice, honest, conversational, and knowledgeable – who doesn’t want that in a service rep? Plus, she gave me a Maxima for a day – so Cheyenne hasn’t even met her and is already a fan.
So all is well that ends well…with the exception of Cheyenne’s unrequited love. I told her it was a love affair she could explore later…when she is older and has her own checkbook. For now, she’ll have to live with the car her mom loves – the one that is paid off.
Nine hundred and sixty-one of the new forty – obla di obla da