oaI headed over to my local auto parts store yesterday to pick up a tire gauge. I figured I might want to inflate my tires at least once a year, and it might be helpful to know how much air I was putting in them.
As I got out of my car, there was a store employee standing by a customer\’s car, looking at the engine. The customer happened to be a gorgeus girl wearing a tube top shirt. The male employee was pointing at something in her engine, and said \”yeah, I can replace that for about eight bucks.\”
Now you know damn well auto stores don\’t even think about fixing anything for under a hundred bucks. Is there any question that if it was me standing there (tube top or not), I would be looking at a $250 repair? In fact, that might be a good part time job for hot girls – drive ugly man cars to the shop to get a better deal on repairs, then take a cut of the savings. (Actually, I\’ve seen studies that show women get worse deals on auto repairs, since mechanics assume they know less about engines. Break out the charm, girls.)
But this also got me to thinking about girls and cars in general. Haven\’t you noticed that girls never drive really crappy cars? I\’m not talking about cars that might not be the latest model. I\’m talking about reeeeeeeeaaaaaaaallllllly crappy cars. The ones with three wheels and more rust than paint.
My first car was a 1981 Chevette that my dad bought from the neighbors for $200. It had a bumper sticker that said \”I Brake For Unicorns\” and sheep fur seat covers. I then upgraded and bought a rusty $700 1983 Datsun from some guy in downtown Milwaukee. It had a muffler that used to drag and spark all over the highway – so I had to keep wire coat hangers in my trunk to wire it up when it broke loose. I used to drive it across country, and it had no interior dashboard lights – so I had to use a lighter to see how fast I was going at night. (Bumper sticker: \”A Grouchy German is a Sour Kraut.\”)
And you never see girls with cars like these. Why is that? Is it because dads and husbands are more concerned about the safety of their girls? Are women just more willing to spend money on a more secure car? Do women demand a better ride because they\’re more likely to be hauling the kids around?
Regardless of the reason, it is clear that men are willing to put up with a lot more crappiness out of their car. Unless they\’re bald, of course.