We had been talking about giving our 2005 Subaru to Roger's daughter Indigo (mom to baby Luna). So, the other day we decided to drive over to the local Toyota dealership and look at the brand new line of the 2015 Prius. We specifically went to look and not buy. Didn't want to rush into anything, but did plan to come back and buy one.
very nice salesman showed us the three Prius models available right
now. They all look pretty much the same, just with different degrees of
high-end computer gobbledygook to really confuse the otherwise computer
literate buyer. So, we took one car out for a drive. It drove very well, just like a regular car. Zoom zoom zoom, we went. The very nice
salesman didn't try to hard-sell us and talk us into buying a car right
then and there. He wrote down the numbers of how much we would spend to
buy the car we had just driven. We told him we wanted to go home and
think about it. And that's what we did.
next morning we went back in to buy the car. It took a little longer
than we had expected. We had to talk to someone who took our money and
then tried to sell us every bit of high end insurance we could ever want
or need. We had just bought a brand new car that the salesman had been
raving about, and the subtext of the conversation we were having with
the person was: CARS BREAK. CARS BREAK. CARS BREAK. BE AFRAID. BE VERY
We were very calm. We said. No, thank you. Please can we go home now?
cars are seriously in a whole new world. No key to unlock the door.
No ignition switch. The speedometer, gas gauge, car temp, dashboard are
all electronic. The information lights up and tells you a story all the
time. Then, there's the steering wheel with gadgets and buttons so that
the driver can communicate with the car without his/her hands ever
leaving the wheel. The car connects to our cell phone via bluetooth. We
hardly connect to our cell phone at all. We are primitive people. It's a
scary beast this new car. It doesn't turn on unless you do everything
in the right order. Seriously. If you hit the Power button before you
hold down the brake, nothing happens. Red lights blink at you furiously
from the digital dashboard. It might as well be screaming, "Hey dummy
you're not doing that right. Start over." I may need a cheat sheet for a
while to keep the order of things at hand.