LesPaul
05-21-2003, 08:48 AM
Someday….
Someday my ship will come in. Maybe to a port in California or New Jersey. I’ll get the call from my dealer and take the afternoon off. I’ll see it there, shiny and new, in the flesh, and I won’t be able to stop smiling. We’ll handle the paperwork and the sales guys will congratulate me and offer to borrow the car, if I can spare it a while. Then I’ll settle into the cockpit, set the seat, look at all those nice gauges and buttons, breath in that new smell, grab the shifter and wiggle it in neutral, just to get the feel of it.
I’ll remember back over the months of waiting: the old Mazda website with the building block design, the Los Angeles car show, the X-Men movie, the Car and Driver review, gleaning little bits of information from the Forum (the dealers were largely clueless), EAST MOON!, May 12, port options, a jolly-joker in the US claiming to have taken delivery, torque, pre-order gifts, VINs, Radio Shack toys, and countless other facts and rumors. I’ll remember my 1982 RX-7 and notice how improved the 8 is. Then I’ll turn the key……
Someday in June or July, or even August. Then it will be here. It will be mine. In the meantime, I wait, check the Forum every day, e-mail my dealer (“my regional manager told me you’d have your car in April”), and feel like a little kid in November when Christmas seems years away. I’ll consider the other waiting games I played when it seemed like an eternity until the closing of my house, the birth of a baby, the delivery of my Gibson Les Paul guitar. The waits don’t seem that long looking back. We must be patient. Someday our ship will come in.
Someday my ship will come in. Maybe to a port in California or New Jersey. I’ll get the call from my dealer and take the afternoon off. I’ll see it there, shiny and new, in the flesh, and I won’t be able to stop smiling. We’ll handle the paperwork and the sales guys will congratulate me and offer to borrow the car, if I can spare it a while. Then I’ll settle into the cockpit, set the seat, look at all those nice gauges and buttons, breath in that new smell, grab the shifter and wiggle it in neutral, just to get the feel of it.
I’ll remember back over the months of waiting: the old Mazda website with the building block design, the Los Angeles car show, the X-Men movie, the Car and Driver review, gleaning little bits of information from the Forum (the dealers were largely clueless), EAST MOON!, May 12, port options, a jolly-joker in the US claiming to have taken delivery, torque, pre-order gifts, VINs, Radio Shack toys, and countless other facts and rumors. I’ll remember my 1982 RX-7 and notice how improved the 8 is. Then I’ll turn the key……
Someday in June or July, or even August. Then it will be here. It will be mine. In the meantime, I wait, check the Forum every day, e-mail my dealer (“my regional manager told me you’d have your car in April”), and feel like a little kid in November when Christmas seems years away. I’ll consider the other waiting games I played when it seemed like an eternity until the closing of my house, the birth of a baby, the delivery of my Gibson Les Paul guitar. The waits don’t seem that long looking back. We must be patient. Someday our ship will come in.