On a related subject- My daughter, 17 today, has been badgering us for a car. It seems the 1995 Taurus we have allowed her to inherit isn't cool enough for her. She called from a friend's car the other day, gushing over how "cute" her car is. The conversation went something like this-
Kid- Hey Dad, I'm in Terra's car and it is SO CUTE! I want one!
Me- What kind of car is it?
Kid-(holding hand over phone) Terra, what kind of car is this? (to me, a minute later) It's a Chevy, Dad.
Me- What kind of Chevy is it?
Kid-(holding hand over phone) Terra, a Chevy what? (to me) She doesn't know.
Me- Look for a logo on the dashboard.
Kid- Oh...It's a Chevy Airbag, Dad.
Me- A Chevy Airbag???
Kid- Well, that's what it says on the dashboard.
Needless to say she'll have to get by with the "uncool" Taurus until it finally dies. Then, for High School graduation next year, if she's a good girl and does well in school, we might go shopping for a Chevy Airbag. I have it on good authority they're "cute."