HOLYF___INGOMGOMGOMGCARGASM
I stopped in at Whole Foods for emergency rations on my way home tonight and when I go to leave I notice there's a really nice silver Lotus parked next to me. I'm kind of craning my head around the other cars to get a better look, thinking... hmm... nice car. Really... really... nice...
Wait. Not a Lotus.
Pause, try and think what car I know that isn't a Lotus but looks kinda like one, because... yeah its brand new and there's a resemblance and I KNOW that I've seen this front end somewhere... And I glance down at the manufacturer's emblem.
Finally my brain registers that I am looking at a BRAND SPANKING NEW TESLA ROADSTER.
Okay, seriously, seriously hot car. And I wasn't exactly holding my breath on ever seeing one in person. I toss the groceries in the car and pull out the phone because even a crappy picture is worth taking and I'm just getting the camera to load when someone calls across the parking lot.
"You want a picture of you in it?"
Um... yes excuse me while I have a total psychotic breakdown. In it? SERIOUSLY?
The guy walks over and he so fits the profile of what I expect an owner of this car to look like that its kind of hysterical (mid-life-tech-hippie type) and he tells me that if I can get into the car he'll take my picture in the driver's seat.
If....?
Okay so it turns out that you have to like channel some inner contortionist to get into and out of this vehicle. I am glad he found my squirming funny because if I hadn't been grinning and giddy and acting like a total idiot I probably would have been embarrassed.
I get in and its got that new car smell and its all tight and fitted around you like it wants to suck you in and never ever let you leave and he goes to take a picture... And my phone dies. Possibly when I accidentally pitched it halfway across the parking lot this morning at work I dislodged my memory card. I tried to reboot the phone but he seemed to be in a hurry and I know how long it takes the blackberry to regain brain power.
So no photo.
But OMFG.
I got to sit in a Tesla.
Wait. Not a Lotus.
Pause, try and think what car I know that isn't a Lotus but looks kinda like one, because... yeah its brand new and there's a resemblance and I KNOW that I've seen this front end somewhere... And I glance down at the manufacturer's emblem.
Finally my brain registers that I am looking at a BRAND SPANKING NEW TESLA ROADSTER.
Okay, seriously, seriously hot car. And I wasn't exactly holding my breath on ever seeing one in person. I toss the groceries in the car and pull out the phone because even a crappy picture is worth taking and I'm just getting the camera to load when someone calls across the parking lot.
"You want a picture of you in it?"
Um... yes excuse me while I have a total psychotic breakdown. In it? SERIOUSLY?
The guy walks over and he so fits the profile of what I expect an owner of this car to look like that its kind of hysterical (mid-life-tech-hippie type) and he tells me that if I can get into the car he'll take my picture in the driver's seat.
If....?
Okay so it turns out that you have to like channel some inner contortionist to get into and out of this vehicle. I am glad he found my squirming funny because if I hadn't been grinning and giddy and acting like a total idiot I probably would have been embarrassed.
I get in and its got that new car smell and its all tight and fitted around you like it wants to suck you in and never ever let you leave and he goes to take a picture... And my phone dies. Possibly when I accidentally pitched it halfway across the parking lot this morning at work I dislodged my memory card. I tried to reboot the phone but he seemed to be in a hurry and I know how long it takes the blackberry to regain brain power.
So no photo.
But OMFG.
I got to sit in a Tesla.