Anxious for respite from work-related headaches, i waited outside my office building for my friend, Studley, to pick me up for lunch. As i watched him pull into the circular driveway in his sporty Mustang convertible, i noted the vintage red Porsche pull up behind him. i also noted that driving the vintage red Porsche was my former, and deeply beloved, Division Chief.
Smiling at Studley, i waved him off. Pointing to the bright red hunk of automotive deliciousness i said “See ya! i’m trading up!”
DivChief: You may want to reconsider that – I bet he’s got air conditioning.
It was 110 degrees outside, with nearly matching humidity. i may be fickle, but i ain’t stoopid….
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Girl knows what she wants! Holla!
studley, of course, took off… going around the circle once more… which made Div Chief say “WTF?”
I would have gone for the Porsche. . . especially if I got to drive.
it was really hot… and i currently do not own a vehicle with A/C, so it’s a luxury… but it’s a gorgeous car…
How did we survive without AC in cars? I never knew a vehicle could have AC until I was in my twenties, my Dad figured this was an added luxury that would a. break down and b. decrease his gas mileage. Of course, now he has air in all his cars. . .
Our truck was born for Northern California and did not have AC installed. Still doesn’t. There is nothing wrong with drinking adequate fluids and driving with the windows down. You have to totally not care what your hair is going to look like, though.
I just re-read this comment and the thought arose: For that matter, how did we survive without air conditioning? In the old days, we had shade trees around our houses, big porches and windows that opened. And for some reason, people had less asthma and less respiratory allergies then too. Wonder if there’s a connection?
i’ve gotten sort of used to not having A/C in the car. and when the one at home went wonky? i used a fan and opened my windows. wasn’t pleasant, but i survived…
I hope Studyley still got to have you, I mean have your company for lunch.
of course… my old bossman has an adorable wife, and he adores her as she is so adorable!
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Hot as Hades? Lucky you, we’re freezing our arses off down under
it’s steamyhot here. and will be when you get stateside… we’ll be sweating our arses off for two weeks, dear!
There’s hot and hot I suppose … the mystery that is woman is, as yet, unexplained … keep going Daisy, I live in hope.
i’m pretty sure i’m not a normal woman. although that bit of fickleness was ultimately driven by comfort, which is probably what drives most humans…
Hot car cool friend or cool car hot friend. Hard choice.
it was a win-win…. they were both hot!
air con all the way for me i don’t do well in heat about ooo say 75
i’ve gotten used to it, but still love the feeling of coming inside on a steamy hot day and feeling the chill of the air conditioning!
I’ll always take the Porsche over the Ford, but that’s me.
me too…. so long as i’m not buying, or managing maintenance. foreign car parts cost a pretty penny!
I guess a girl has to do what a girl has to do……
You go girl……(With head roll and optional finger wagging)
I cant think of any more chick-ish sayings
oh wait I have one more…
Why are all the good ones married or gay?
Done…phew…back to man business
Sausage…
You do that pretty well, sir… you must have been peeking behind the curtains and watching the “chick classes” we all have to take!
I have to admit I am fond of Porsches. Had a 912 once in my first marriage. Unfortunately, my ex mangaged to finagle it away and I was left with a VW with bald tires.
this one is a 911, and it’s lovely… i lost a minivan in the divorce. i didn’t miss it in the least!
*sigh*
I miss my ‘vert.
It was a black mustang …. Bettie (as in Bettie Page).
Such decisions ….
reality is a bitch, ain’t it? the need to be responsible. ugh.
I miss winter already. I got a burn on my forehead during a 15-minute drive with my mom the other day because the sunroof was open.
hats, hats, and more hats…. they are my constant gear in the summer!
“bright red hunk of automotive deliciousness” You girl, sure have a way with the written word! That line alone is stellar!
thanks, lady. so long as there are no grammarians out there, i can get away with this crap…
I hate heat. I sweat just thinking of heat. Studley! Wait for me!!!!!
the A/C in my home is also broken. i am getting used to the heat, but will likely have to do something (as in buy a new A/C unit…. ) before july and august smother me…
110??? Was it really? My god, I prefer that my temperature be only 2 digits.
it was 96 that day, but with nearly 100% humidity (which equals cool hair, by the way), it felt like hell…
At this point in my life I might’ve opted for the air, but then lately I’ve been feeling older than dirt.
regarding dirt? so long as i wake up on the proper side of it, i’ll take feeling older than dirt…