Do You Want Cheese With That Pizza?
Miss Sugar and I visited a car dealership, where we met an interesting sales person, who was very entertaining.
He is, he told us, 47 years old and does not run out to nab prospects “like the young spider monkeys” who are also part of the sales team.
We asked about a certain vehicle, a Lexus RX350. Miss Sugar said she would like leather seats. I said that I think all Lexuses (Lexi?) come with leather seats.
The car salesman confirmed my assumption. He said, “When you order a pizza, you get crust and cheese without the cheese counting as an extra. You don’t have to order cheese, but you might have to pay extra for sausage.”
This was a fitting analogy because the salesman has a very Italian name. Sugar understood immediately because her father is Italian.
I just liked being right.
A Lexus SUV? I figured Miss Sugar for a fancy pickup.
I am the pickup man — 2001 Ford F250 Super Duty, Supercab, diesel. Miss Sugar prefers smaller vehicles, being dainty and all.