So when I was in the taxi going to work today, we pulled up next to a middle aged man in a candy apple red Ferrari F-100. This thing has the loudest fucking engine. It's just sort of roaring as it idles. You can tell it's a very powerful car. Yet the guy's driving it on (pothole-ridden) Manhattan streets. And he's stuck in terrible traffic and can't get to drive further than a block before he misses a light (just like me, only I'm stuck in the back of a taxi driven by a Sikh).
Anyhow, you could hear the car revving from like a block away. And the guy was so in midlife crisis mode, you could just see. But noone was looking at him or at his car (except, apparantly, me). He actually nosed the car halfway into an intersection in order to get people to notice him. And still, they didn't pay attention. It was very funny.
I guess that I'm just amused by people who buy fancy cars for their mid-life crisis present to themselves.
I wonder what my own mid-life crisis present to myself will be, seeing as how I live in a City where I absolutely have no need (or place) for a car.
Well, I do know that I want one of those really cute, tiny little Sony laptops... Of course, I'm nowhere near old enough for a midlife crisis. Yet.
Posted by Jon at May 23, 2005 01:58 AMI say "Gee, I'm sorry about the size of your penis" as I see men drive down the street in loud cars that are far too large for their needs. Really, are Hummers actually needed in the city? And when was the last time those trucks actually pulled something or when off-road.
*sigh* let's hope for a completely different mid life crisis coping technique for me!
Posted by: Gerald at May 30, 2005 11:29 PM