Somehow, Briton ended up on an email list from the Intel-Is-A-Great-Place-To-Work-Guys. That meant today we got to go to this mid-day Porsche/Aviation Show. The kids sat in fancy, fast jets for Pich Reople and sat in the driver's seat of a YouKnowWhat.They were too young/short to go for a ride. I like how they spontaneously held hands while they watched the drivers. The cars were super loud, so it was like they were reassuring each other that it was okay.
After the above-recorded, breakneck-speed ride in a Porsche, we mosied over to the free, catered lunch. It was then we noticed we were an outlier in the targeted demographic: older, well-heeled, sophisticated people. With no children. After eating, we deftly swiped the carnage off the table and exited stage left.
In 8th grade, my math teacher, Mr. Jacobsen had a poster of a white, Porsche 911 tacked to the wall. And I loved it. Possibly as much as the boy I had a devoted crush on. Definitely more than geometry. And I don't even care about cars, so it's weird that I even noticed the poster or considered the lillies. Some 25 years later, I learned I still think Porsche's are pretty cool. Even if that sounds cliche. It ain't no minivan.
2 comments:
HAZAH!! I happen to think the 911 is quite possibly the most attractive non-biological entity on this planet!! My dream is to have an old-school one someday, maybe in classic orange or something. And shockingly, Abram supports this dream, haha. Glad you guys had fun! :)
This is a little weird, but, my 9th grade science teacher, Mr. DeYoe, HAD a yellow 911 porsche convertible with a soft black top and everyone in the school (a small barracks in Laon, France) was gaga over it. This was in 1963, the year the 911 was born. My dad always talked about them and I've always thought they were awesome. Lucky you two, to get a ride. I imagine it was pretty impressive.
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