Daily Kos, the Great Orange Satan, totally hurdles the shark
Everything that happened at the Lincoln dealership Friday seemed to fit in with this ethos. If Lincoln was looking for middle aged Xers who will not pay an arm and a leg for a luxury car, but still want to look like a grown up, they found at least one. They made me feel like I had graduated. The car seemed to fit me. Now I was about to do something more than just the simple act of buying some wheels. Hell, I don't even need a car and they seemed to know that too. This is New York!
Oh, the "Lincoln" -- oh, ha ha ha -- totally suits you, "brooklynbadboy." Some of us, of course, have to take the bus -- or are under the bus -- but that' s OK! No hard feelings!
And get a load of this:
The Italian guy at the dealership was the exact same age as me, but not married. I could tell by the way he talked he had spent plenty of time around the brothers. Not in an attempting-to-be-black way that white folks sometimes do. But in the real way ... like he talks this way all the time. I'm pleased by this, which means he is a good salesman. He didn't ask about the ages of my kids or my wife. Instead, he insisted on dividing the conversation into two parts: 1. maximum price and minimum price and 2. salespitch. I liked this approach. We came to agreement quickly because I wanted to get this over with, expecting to be as unsatisfied eventually as I was at the BMW dealership and the Volkswagen dealership and the used car dealerships of my younger years. Cars don't grow on you unless you love them and all the cars I've owned have been jilted girlfriends. Yeah, I researched this car very carefully before I came here. I sat inside it at this year's auto show. He knows it too and
Dear Lord. Trying a little too hard, maybe?
Shorter Brooklynbadboy: "I've got mine!"
NOTE I look forward to the impending conversion of Daily Kos to a lifestyle publication. Come to think of it, that's really all that Obama support comes down to, doesn't it? Aside from the class warfare, of course.