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Four years ago while having my truck serviced at my local GM dealer, I wandered over to the Chevrolet Sales Department and test drove a new black on black Z-06. Wow what a ride! The salesman that rode with me promised never to ride with me again in a Corvette. I still kid him about it everytime I'm in the dealership. Anyway to make a long story even longer, a few weeks later while on a road trip up to Ohio to see all the in-laws, I told my wife while we were between Bowling Green and Cleveland that I was going to buy a Corvette. She blew a gasket! I mean you never heard all the things that she wanted before I bought my dream,... new house, our kids' college savings, big fat retirement account, furniture, etc. Nevermind that she was wearing my last toy on her left ring finger (mint 65' Coupe deVille) or I hadn't had any fun since 1996 when we got hitched.
On the way back home we stopped in Bowling Green and I took a plant tour where they let me first start a Torch Red Z-06. We all went to the museum and really had a good time even spent the night before heading home. Somewhere between Nashville and the Texas border we had another heated discussion about my plan.
A week later I went back to the dealer to test drive a 50th Anniversary Edition six speed coupe with every option available right down to the license plate frames. That was it, I was done, I bought a new Corvette. Man what a thrill. Then the classic buyer's remorse set in and I was scared what the repercussions were going to be at home, so I hid it in a friend's warehouse till I could figure out how to break the news. For three weeks I had this new car that I couldn't even drive home. Then one day I got brave and went home in it. I picked up our two kids at the preschool and went to meet my wife at our favorite cafeteria near her work. Let's just say she was shocked.
She called my mom after we ate and didn't come home for at least a couple of hours. My mom called me and told me how selfish I was being buying a sports car. She went on to say my late father would have never done such a thing. Ouch, that hurt.
But, life's too short not to have fun, my dad died at 66 and left a lot wealth that he never got to enjoy after he retired the year before. I kept telling myself this, as an excuse to make me feel better, and anyone else that would listen.
My wife went and saw a divorce attorney that summer but elected not to start preceedings right away.
To be continued......
On the way back home we stopped in Bowling Green and I took a plant tour where they let me first start a Torch Red Z-06. We all went to the museum and really had a good time even spent the night before heading home. Somewhere between Nashville and the Texas border we had another heated discussion about my plan.
A week later I went back to the dealer to test drive a 50th Anniversary Edition six speed coupe with every option available right down to the license plate frames. That was it, I was done, I bought a new Corvette. Man what a thrill. Then the classic buyer's remorse set in and I was scared what the repercussions were going to be at home, so I hid it in a friend's warehouse till I could figure out how to break the news. For three weeks I had this new car that I couldn't even drive home. Then one day I got brave and went home in it. I picked up our two kids at the preschool and went to meet my wife at our favorite cafeteria near her work. Let's just say she was shocked.
She called my mom after we ate and didn't come home for at least a couple of hours. My mom called me and told me how selfish I was being buying a sports car. She went on to say my late father would have never done such a thing. Ouch, that hurt.
But, life's too short not to have fun, my dad died at 66 and left a lot wealth that he never got to enjoy after he retired the year before. I kept telling myself this, as an excuse to make me feel better, and anyone else that would listen.
My wife went and saw a divorce attorney that summer but elected not to start preceedings right away.
To be continued......