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Unwrapping a shiny new red car



By John Norberg, humor columnist

We are the proud parents of a new, shinny, red Hyundai Sonata.

Actually, it’s my wife’s car and the other day I asked if I could drive it.

“Of course,” she said. “You can drive it to the gas station. Thanks for offering.”

You’d think after all these years I’d know how she outsmarts me.

Wife: “And don’t stop for food. No eating in this car. Remember your leaky burrito in our last new car.”

Me: “No eating! I’ll starve to death.”

Wife: “Not in my new car you won’t. If you’re going to starve to death, do it in the old car.”

To be honest, I’m very particular about this car, too,

Wife: “I’m going to the grocery store.”

Me: “Don’t take the new car. What if a grocery cart crashes into it? What if milk spills in the trunk? Take the old car that already has grocery store battle scars.”

Wife: “Okay, you take the old car grocery shopping. I’ll take my new car Christmas shopping.”

Me: “No. Shopping center parking lots are demolition derbies at Christmas. Everyone is stressed and rushed. Cars are parked everywhere. There’s no room to open doors and everyone bangs the car next to them.”

My wife is also thinking of driving the car on vacation to Florida.

Me: “We can’t drive it to Florida. Once you drive a car to Florida it’s not new anymore. The new smell is gone. Grandkids leave banana peels under the seats. People drag sand into it.”

Wife: “But the new car gets super gas mileage.”

Me: “It’ll use even less gas sitting in the garage. And you can’t take it out in this winter weather, either. The roads are slick, someone might slide into you. You’ll get road salt all over it. What if you’re driving through an underpass, a piece of ice falls and it breaks your sunroof?”

Wife: “You want me to wait until spring to drive the new car?”

Me: “With all the chuckholes! No way.”

Wife: “Fine. Instead of driving it, maybe we should just put it in the front yard and hang Christmas lights on it.”

Well it is red. And we could put a Santa behind the wheel . . .

Sometimes I think the smartest thing we can do when we get a new car is just scratch it and get it over with.

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