I have a couple of thing working against me with my luxury vehicle:
1) We live in the greenest city on earth and my luxury vehicle is our 3rd car – we only have 2 drivers, ergo I’m a polluting/environment-hating bastard.
2) Hipsters love my luxury vehicle – I hate hipsters.
3) It’s a piece of shit that spends more time in the shop than it does chugging down the highway.
Now, I have a couple of things going for me with my luxury vehicle too:
1) It’s a 1980 Mercedes Benz that was owned by my grandma – she loved this car, I loved her.
2) It’s the ultimate in driving satisfaction (or is that Lexus’ tagline?).
3) It cost about $700
I was driving with a friend to meet another friend this past Monday and as we cruised along highway 99 during rush hour, my glorious luxury vehicle decided that it no longer felt like running (it’s a prima donna that way). This was both scary and required quick thinking. I had not a clue what to do. Luckily a nice police officer happened to be right behind me and quickly offered to ram my luxury vehicle to the safe confines of the highway’s shoulder. He did this as gently as possible and seeing as my luxury vehicle was built on the chassis of a 1943 panzer tank, it held up completely fine.
This happened about a week after I picked up my luxury vehicle from the shop after dropping about $500 to fix the alternator and a myriad of other minor problems.
My “guy” – all owners of luxury vehicles have a “guy” that they call upon to overcharge them for repairs – told me that it was just the case of the alternator crapping out and that it was no problem. Then he called me 15 minutes later to say there were just a couple of other slight problems and that they were no problem. The story of my “guy” is for another day.
I know my “guy” is good because he actually successfully put a new engine in my luxury vehicle after we forgot to put oil in it for about a year (that’s not a recommended servicing practice). So, needless to say, this luxury vehicle of mine has been a challenge. I just can’t quit my luxury vehicle though.
This leads me to where I am now and the tough decision of whether I should bring my luxury vehicle back to my “guy” to dump more money in in the hopes that it may again run – or – I can contemplate cutting my losses and donating it to some charitable organization, like MAH (mother’s against hipsters). Please help me make my decision: