Speaking of V-dubs. This is what our work parking lot looks like on any common day of the week. Take your pick. "Mun-day. Twos-day. Weds-day. Fry-day." (To quote The Godfather.) We are affectionately known by the rest of the building as "The VW People." It looks like a color-coded dealership - or like we have a designated fleet. Not only are they all V-dubs from about the same year (hint: similar body style across models), but they are all silver. Although we might not want to admit it (we couldn't have intentionally been so clever to have designed it out this well), we didn't plan this. All employees of the same company, but all hired at different times. And all owned the vehicle when we started. Fortja's is the Passat in the middle. And if you couldn't tell the difference, that's Woody's twin P on the right. My Jetta on the left again. Okay. No, those aren't the EXACT car pics. But you get the effect it creates when they are all parked side-by-side. We've freaked out more than one fellow building-dweller. The funny thing is that there are also a couple of navy Jettas of approximately the same model year owned by other people in the lot and another silver Passat of approximately the same model year in the lot to the right. They are all within viewing distance of one another. I haven't seen this many VWs randomly in such short vicinity of each other since my last Orlando trip. I don't know what it is about VWs and Florida. But they got 'em there as thick as the mosquitos. Maybe they ship the Jettas across the Gulf from Mexico real cheap-like. Needless to say, we dominate the lot. It's a pretty picture. Makes me feel all brand-loyal and whatnot.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
Own the lot.
Speaking of V-dubs. This is what our work parking lot looks like on any common day of the week. Take your pick. "Mun-day. Twos-day. Weds-day. Fry-day." (To quote The Godfather.) We are affectionately known by the rest of the building as "The VW People." It looks like a color-coded dealership - or like we have a designated fleet. Not only are they all V-dubs from about the same year (hint: similar body style across models), but they are all silver. Although we might not want to admit it (we couldn't have intentionally been so clever to have designed it out this well), we didn't plan this. All employees of the same company, but all hired at different times. And all owned the vehicle when we started. Fortja's is the Passat in the middle. And if you couldn't tell the difference, that's Woody's twin P on the right. My Jetta on the left again. Okay. No, those aren't the EXACT car pics. But you get the effect it creates when they are all parked side-by-side. We've freaked out more than one fellow building-dweller. The funny thing is that there are also a couple of navy Jettas of approximately the same model year owned by other people in the lot and another silver Passat of approximately the same model year in the lot to the right. They are all within viewing distance of one another. I haven't seen this many VWs randomly in such short vicinity of each other since my last Orlando trip. I don't know what it is about VWs and Florida. But they got 'em there as thick as the mosquitos. Maybe they ship the Jettas across the Gulf from Mexico real cheap-like. Needless to say, we dominate the lot. It's a pretty picture. Makes me feel all brand-loyal and whatnot.
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Apple and Volkswagen. They own my soul. It's sad. But it's true. I'm their bitches. And they are my masters. And I won't have it any other way.
Both those brands seem to be very popular in our set. I can't tell you how many creative and agency types drive VWs. And Apple? Well, that goes without speaking. WE all live on them. Perhaps it is because we appreciate strong brands and what it takes to build one - like noone else in consumer America does.
And Badway rolls in the very new Hoopty. Wait 'til I roll up on you VW owners with my 22s and a fresh orange skin. In the end, I want a German ride and may have one soon. Perhaps I'll go silver.
Badway
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