Then: Four Doors and Air
Now: Vibrator and Voice Activator
I don’t know about you, but in my case, buying a car has never been a good experience, or a short one at that. No matter how well prepared I’ve been, it always takes about an hour to find the car I want (even when I get to the lot with the exact model in mind) and then five more to get through the financing. So, we’re talking the better part of a day.
Usually upon arriving the salesmen descend upon me like vultures. More often than not the car I’ve come to look at, isn’t even on the lot, or if it is, it comes with so many catches that I’m soon looking at another model. And I try to stick to my original intentions of putting X amount down and paying X amount per month. But this too, always gets changed, once the sales guys starts running the numbers. That’s when I want to run away.
But every time I try to leave, he reels me back in like fish on a hook. And just like that fish, I always feel like I’m floundering around without enough air while making what the salesman calls the “deal of a lifetime.”
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Throughout my life, I’ve been through many such ordeals and nothing has changed. The only thing different is the actual car I’ve purchased. And in this respect there is a world of difference between my very first car, way back in the day, and the ones on the market now.
My first car, a 1960 Falcon, came with a key, windows that rolled up manually, an AM radio with six buttons for setting the stations, windshield wipers and of course tires, an ashtray and lighter. Back then “luxury” meant four doors, electric windows, an electric antenna and sometimes an electric motor for convertibles. Oh, and tinted windows and leather seats.
Now- well- it’s a whole different ballgame. Gone are the ashtrays and lighters and in their place are a slew of features right out of an old science fiction novel.
There is a digital readout telling you what song is playing on the AM/FM radio, CD or your iPod. No more guessing what music you’re listening to. A GPS system to guide you to your destination. Hands free Bluetooth for using your cell phone with voice activation, so that you don’t even have to dial any numbers. Driver Memory. Smart Cruise Control. You name it. The car has it.
Some cars even come with discs, instead of keys. This disc can be programmed to not only unlock the car as you approach it, but to roll down the windows, open the convertible top, unfold the side view mirrors (which had been folded-in when putting the car in Park) turn on the iPod, adjust and warm the seats. All before you’re within a foot of your vehicle.
With all this, I’m expecting a vibrator to come out and give me that happy feeling before the car takes me off to my destination.
Because I’m sure that’s what the future car will be like. Totally hands free. All we’ll have say is, “Take me the beach.” And off the car will go. “Play Satisfaction”. The music will start. “Top down.” Down it comes. “Warm my butt.” On goes the seat warmer. “Call in sick for me, will you?”
But there is one thing that technology can’t improve on. And those are the memories one makes while driving in their car. It didn’t matter that my little Falcon had manual windows and only two doors. And it didn’t matter that the seats were sticky in the summer and cold in the winter. What mattered were all the hours I spent driving around with my friends creating memories that have lasted forever.
Maybe the next time I buy a car, I’ll be dealing with a robot!
Oh, the memories, Janie–and the fun of thinking about what’s going on now, and what’s next. I really enjoyed this post!
Linda – It’s amazing how things are changing, isn’t it? It’s like we’re living in the old Sci fi novels from the 1950’s.
I am literally afraid to buy a new car. I don’t know that I want all the bells and whistles and whether or not I’ll be able to figure everything out.
I remember my 1968 VW bug. Talk about simplicity! Air was windows down. : )
Lynne Marshall
One for the Road – an over-40 road trip romance.
Lynne – I’m looking forward to reading you book. It sounds terrific.