𝘚𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 28, 2020
I have been a fan of the Mercedes SL series since I was in High School. While some of my classmates were driving Mustangs and Camaros (and even one with a Dodge 444), I was happy to have the use of our families used Chevy Impala. When I graduated, I got a job and bought my first car, a Fiat 850 Sport Spider. While not an SL, it was built low enough to the ground that with the top down you could drive under a semitrailer (you figure it out). My first Benz was a used 280 C diesel sedan. This was about 20 years old and had been donated. It was not quite what I had been dreaming of.
As I drive down the road, I have noticed several bumper stickers that read, “My other car is a . . .” Almost anything can be inserted. Some insert a luxury vehicle of some sort. This implies the driver is better off than the vehicle they drive. Others declare their other vehicle is a truck. I have also seen “a plane” or even “a horse.” One of the better stickers I have seen is, “my other car is also a piece of junk,” although this had a different descriptive on the end. These stickers make a statement about either status, hobby, or lifestyle. They also make it clear the car is not the image the driver wants to present.
During my last year at the Conference Center where I worked, I decided to donate my 20-year-old pickup to the camp (I continued to drive it). That saved the Center from having to pay mileage, but it also meant I needed to get a vehicle for personal use. While I went looking for a newer pickup, Melissa mentioned I should also check out the SL’s. I found one with low mileage, but the seating did not feel right, and it was still expensive. Next to it on the lot was a smaller SLK. When I drove this car, it was exactly what I was looking for. This was a sleek convertible with a folding hardtop and all the power I will ever need. I finally found my Benz.
𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛𝗧𝗦: When my son was in Grade School, I was driving an old Impala (a different one). It was a piece of junk. Alex used to ride with a pillow and would put his head inside the pillowcase. I always thought this was odd, but kids do funny things. It was not until 30 years later he told me he did this because he was embarrassed by my car and hoped no one saw him. We use different possessions to project the image of who we are. For some it is a house or a car, for others it is bling. I was the same person when I drove my Impala as I am now when I drive my Benz. However, others perceive me in dramatically different ways. Neither present a true picture of “me.” For that you need to take time to get to know me as an individual. This is true for others as well. Do the work. Change is coming and it starts with you.