The other day, at work, I was treated to a panegyric on the topic of all-wheel drive Subaru wagons by one of my (three) bosses. He described in avid detail how the Subarus and Volvos of the world had lightly peregrinated the icy landscape while the gas-guzzling SUVs and chain-clad trucks mired in winter’s fecund blessing. It occured to me that one of my other bosses also owns a Subaru wagon, in fact, a WRX wagon—thus facilitating both automobile bad-assery and the transportation of car seats and strollers.
I remarked on this fact, and the glowing praise heaped on such metal chariots by their owners, to my husband in the evening, and we eventually came to the conclusion that, when in the course of time we have the means and inclination to buy another car, a Subaru WRX Wagon would be an excellent choice. The Minister of Finance having nodded his assent to this prognosticated proposal, I grinned. You see, when I ceded the drivership of the Golf to him, he agreed that the next new car shall be mine….
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YES!
YESYESYESYESYESYESYES!!
Just don’t get an STi or I’ll be jealous.
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Note how the Minister of Finance is not the one who gets to be primary driver? STI ain’t happenin’.
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You should see my company’s CTO’s WRX… it is somewhere in the top 10 when it comes to the fastest WRXes in the United States, I believe. About the only thing left on that thing that’s stock is the frame. He keeps a couple imported engines around in his garage for when he breaks them. He’s into cars a bit too much…
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There is a very good reason I have resisted the urging from you and Eric to go see your CTO’s WRX, and that is this: I would be forced to kill him and take it.
Please do not tempt me. That is all.
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Or, alternatively, you would just try to kill him and take it. Less disastrous in terms of human life and prison sentences, but very humiliating.