Journey of Discovery- Wit and Wisdom

The car isn't used; it's “certified pre-owned.”

My first car was a hand me down from my sister, a yellow Pinto with a black vinyl top, it looked like a large fat bumble bee driving down the road.  There was nothing about it that screamed AWESOME!  But it ran. Its little four cylinders gave it all, and if you pushed your foot down hard on the gas pedal you could get up a hill at a pretty good clip. Sometimes I thought I might push that peddle through the floorboard to the engine itself.  As the years passed, I married and then drove my husband’s car, a Datsun, no they don’t even make those anymore. It was an unnatural green color and I swear had the same engine and, peddled to the medal, acceleration system as the Pinto. After the kids came, we needed a van. Unable to afford a new car, we went to the used car lot, where a big banner flew, it read:

Certified pre-owned

Well, that sounded better than, Used, so we moseyed on in and were immediately attacked by car salesmen, one eventually won out and before you knew it, we were driving down the road in our Volkswagen Vanagon.  Right after the warranty expired, the radiator blew up and a thousand dollars later we began playing a game called, -“It’s your fault, not mine.”  Sometime later, once things settled down, we were on the road again, only this time with a new car, and a big fat car payment.

There is that moment in everyone’s life, on their journey of discovery that you never forget- when you realize that you have been taken for a ride. Or have you? Was that car salesman an a liar or just being creative with the truth? Perhaps the blame rests on your own shoulders, and not the worlds?  Otherwise, why would there be that ancient Latin phrase, Caveat Emptor?  Or from the book of Corinthians, 3:18, Let no one deceive himself,

It’s a pivotal moment in one’s life that intersection between lies and truth. Being naive and purposefully naive, a pessimist or an optimist, either way, I must end this essay, I have places to go and things to do, because this stack of bills in front of me need addressing, they are not past due, they are only outstanding.