Not a bad deal

We have a high school reunion coming up and the email chatter is flying back and forth. In this, I noticed that Marie said she was going. I wondered who was taking her and what he would be driving. That may strike you as an odd thought, so I’ll explain.

With few exceptions, we all came from blue collar families. Marie was one of those exceptions. Her father owned a car dealership. Not just any dealership, the biggest one in the world.

And, by that, I don’t mean it was merely a large building. The dealership hosted over 20 buildings on its 80 acres and included its own test track. That’s right, you could select from thousands of new and used cars and wring them out on the track. That selection included every domestic brand, except one, and most of the foreign ones.

When our senior prom came up, Marie was in demand. The deal was that the use of any car on the lot came with the package. Jay took her to the prom in a Jaguar XKE.

All in all, not a bad deal.