I started as a cashier in the car business a year after graduating high school. Within three years I became a Controller and got all the perks, including a new car every six months.
I was very young, only a mere twenty-two years old and I was a bit insecure with myself and my overwhelming duties and thought the LOUDER I spoke the more important everyone would think I was (thankfully it didn’t take me long to realize diplomacy was key).
One day I went to my office and setting against the wall was an old broom with a few wisps of straw and attached to it a note.
It read: Pam’s New Demo
Fortunately, I had a sense of humor and laughed my ass off. To this day I have NO idea who bestowed me with my broomstick but sure wish I could fly around on one! How cool to see the world from a bird’s eye view, eh?
My husband still teases me about my demo. Every time he has a broom he’ll ask, You want to take a ride? Or if I have a broom he’ll ask, You going for a ride? He’s such a card, ya know, I just want to deck him.
But I got the last laugh, because HE had to buy ME a car Saturday and it doesn’t have any straw. I may not be able to fly around the sky but I can whip around town whenever I want.
So the next time he asks me if I want to go for a ride. I’m going to say, Yep. In MY new car! Thank you, Honey!
Then I’ll give him a kiss.