Were the man-gods messing with me?
A couple of weeks ago, I traded in our Jeep for a Toyota Prius. I guess before I get to the story, a little background information is required. We have a friend who traded in a BMW for a Prius about two years ago, and proclaimed that he had to turn in his man card. Now, to the purchase experience.
As I drove into the Toyota dealership, I was in my Jeep Wrangler, listening to Steppenwolf’s “Ride With Me” on my iPod. Sounds pretty manly, right? Well, after the usual two hour experience of buying a new car, I was ready to drive off in our new Prius. (I really don’t think there is anything unmanly about a Prius, or that my testosterone level would decrease.) I started the car, turned on the stereo for the drive home, and with my iPod on shuffle, on comes “Fernando” by Abba. Seriously.
So to summarize:
Enter in a Jeep with Steppenwolf blasting
Exit in a Prius with Abba blasting
Eat Write and Exorcise 
Culture Club would have been good, too.
I would have had to drive it off a cliff if Karma Chameleon had come on.
It takes a REAL man to listen to Abba!
Maybe a death metal Abba?
And I sang along at the top of my lungs.
Scott, this post is hilarious! When I was looking to buy a new car last year, I had my heart set on a Jeep Wrangler. I’ve wanted one since I was a kid! Alas, I ended up getting a VW Bug (also a car I’ve wanted since I was a kid). I like to listen to ganster rap loudly with my windows down when I’m driving around in my Bug; it usually confuses people.
Thanks, is your bug a new or old model? I like both, and they make pretty much the same statement. The new ones also say “Oh, and I care about my safety.”