I have a couple of those stories.
I was at the auto parts store picking up an alternator for the "boring
car". As often happens in Columbus, Ohio, I was parked next to a
severely jacked up pickup with tires the size of Volkswagens. When I
came out of the parts store, I saw the owner of said vehicle, with his
girlfriend on his arm, looking at the Midget. I heard the following
conversation as I walked to the car:
He: Loookatthat. What kind of red-blooded man would drive a silly
little car like that?
She: Shut up, Billy! I think it's cute!
I said nothing, tipped my cap to the lady, got in and drove away. A
glance in my rear view mirror showed Billy still standing there,
suspecting that he'd been slammed, but not sure how...
More recently, a young couple dressed in '70s-retro were looking at the
Midget as I walked up. She was obviously fascinated by the car. We
struck up a conversation as I opened the driver's door, and asked her if
she wanted to get behind the wheel. She did, and the young man
bristled. I took him aside, and said "Look, I'm NOT hitting on her.
Heck, I'm old enough to be her Dad. But, she obviously REALLY likes the
car. Here's my business card. I'm not selling mine, but drop me an
e-mail, and I'll get you in touch with folks who have one for sale."
Took him a second to flash on the idea that I was trying to HELP him,
but once he did, he turned out to be a nice guy.
GreenBugeye@aol.com wrote:
>
> In a message dated 12/1/00 8:21:41 AM Eastern Standard Time,
> britclas@WorldShare.net writes:
>
> /snip/
> > Had the need to drive the wifes
> > Sprite into town yesterday , in the snow, to get parts for her Chev.
> > which is dead in the water, and as I drove by one of the high schools
> > that was just letting out I could hear some of the students being
> > quite vocal about this " Awesome little car " . Gave me a lift in
> > spirits, they knew not what it was ,,,,,,,,,,,,, but it was cool!
> >
> > Brad
> >
>
> Reminds me of the evening I was at a Corvette friend's house and a vanload of
> teen girls drove past. They started chirping and squealing as only HS girls
> can do, then one chanted out, "We love your car!" At the time, my summer
> daily driver Bugeye was sitting next to his concours-condition 64 Vette
> convertible. We looked up from our beers, at each other, and then he yelled,
> "Which one?"
>
> Suffice to say he was disappointed with their reply and, being the really
> good friend I am, I have not let him forget about it since. In fact, I need
> to send him an e-mail reminding him right now....
>
> Chris
> 59 Bugeye
> 59 TR3A
> 71 Midget
> 93 Audi S4 TQ
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