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husker boxster · 03-25-2007, 04:33 AM

A couple of weeks ago we had our first 70 deg day. It was the first day golf courses had been open since Dec. I was playing a course that for some reason wouldn't rent carts, so we had to walk. I'm no where close to being in Summer shape but I figured I could do it. After the round, one of the guys asked me if I wanted to join him and his new bride (a co-worker of mine) for sushi. I initially declined figuring the ambition meter would hit zero when I got home but I decided to use the shark theory and keep moving and make it to supper.

This particular sushi bar is very popular and parking out in the boonies wasn't possible. As I'm pulling into the parking lot, there is a Sebring conv with 2 blondes ahead of me. As luck would have it, there were consecutive parking spots available, so I parked to their right. The passenger was nice looking, so I was going to say hello after I got the top up. I get out of the car and before I can say anything the driver says hello. She looks exactly Jessica Simpson. I return the hello and we all go into the sushi bar. I position myself at my table so I can keep an eye on her, planning some strategy on how to meet her (I'm not real good at that). I figure I would have the waiter bring her another drink but she's nursing her margaritta like it has to last until 2012. Then the wait staff bring something to her table and sing her Happy Birthday. The girls spot an available table on the patio, so they go out there. Not long after another table opens up on the patio so we also go out. She's still barely dented her drink. Not long after they are paying their bill and prepping to leave. Our patio table was right next to the entrance, so I wished her a Happy Birthday as they left. Her friend spotted our dessert sushi and chatted momentarily about it and then they disappeared into another store in the strip mall. I borrowed a pen from my co-worker and wrote Happy Birthday and my phone number on my business card. I put it on her windshield and left.

A couple of hrs later I get a phone call. There was very loud music in the backround and it was very hard to hear but "Jessica" says she got my card and wondered why I didn't say hello. I said I said hello when we met in the parking lot and that I had the blue conv (I didn't want to say Porsche and sound arrogant). She said she didn't remember. I said I wished her a Happy Birthday when she left the sushi bar and our group chatted about our dessert. She said she didn't remember. I said you must be having a heck of a birthday celebration. There was an awkward pause as I tried to figure out how she couldn't remember me. "Jessica" broke the silence by saying she had to go and hung up. She sounded coherent and she sure didn't look like much of a drinker, so I don' think she was drunk. Hmmm, maybe I needed to rethink the theory that someone who looks like Jessica Simpson would have to be smarter than Jessica. Her name and number came through on my caller ID but I never called her back. Guess the statute of limitations has expired on that one. Somehow I'm not losing sleep over it.

thomschoon · 03-25-2007, 06:00 AM

Geez you guys get all the nice comments, being a gray haired old fart all I get are the other comments. When we first moved into our neighborhood I had both my P-cars outside being washed and polished, the stay at home moms from down the street come walking by and one turns to the other and goes "I wonder what he is trying to compensate for", I yelled back at her that I was trying hard to compensate for a positive cash flow wife. I applied for a specialty plate CMPNS8, I wonder if they would give it to me, I would have gone for LILDIK but I figured somebody with a Corvette already has it.

djomlas · 03-25-2007, 08:35 AM

i always laugh at those "I wonder what he is trying to compensate for" comments

RandallNeighbour · 03-25-2007, 09:48 AM

Just after church last year, a young woman (the daughter of a frind of ours at church) eluded to the fact that I must be fabulously wealthy to own and drive a Porsche.

Oddly enough, when I bought the car her mother told her that I paid less for the boxster than she paid for her new Ford.

Mostly, the comments I receive surround the fact that I must be taking a very large salary from my organization to drive a Pcar.

I do get frequent comment from panhandlers at intersections (with the top down) that they like the car and would like me to give it to them if I am tired of it. I always reply that if they'd like to take the insurance payments and the maintenance costs over from me, I'd entertain the offer and they just walk away.

After all, my boxster in particular has not been cheap to keep running or insure in the 4th largest city in the USA.