This is part of my car purhase posts which seems to continue to grow. Check out part 1, part 2, part 3, part 4, and this side trip.
There is just something fun about having a new car. It feels different, it looks different, and it definitely smells different. Even though the car I bought is several years old, it has a very distinctive smell to it.
We had finished up the paperwork on the purchase and had done it with just enough time to meet my family for dinner. The new car is essentially mine. The van is now my wife's. So, I was going to drive the car and she was going to drive the van. After dinner, we would park one and finish our errands and then drive them both home.
Tia thinks I'm the safer driver so Trey was going to go with me. I moved his car seat over to the car and loaded him up. We turned on some tunes and went to the street.
The restaurant is to the south so I made like I was going to make a left turn because, that would be south. Here's a tip for anyone trying to leave Saturn of Riverdale anywhere near rush hour. Forget about trying to turn left when you are leaving. Ain't gonna happen.
It worked out okay though because my wife got a call while we were waiting. A couple of the forms that we had signed were the wrong ones. She honked her horn and backed up. I backed up. She went running inside and I waited out in the car with Trey.
Trey had refused to nap all day until we go to the Saturn dealer. When we got there, I pulled out his stoller and put him in it with a pillow and blanket. We went inside where it was air conditioned and he ended up dosing off. It was about 95 degrees outside and so it probably felt good to be inside and there was very little to do or see as we went through the paperwork process of buying a car.
He woke up after a little while but wanted to be held. Tia and I took turns holding him. It seemed like the day had gotten the better of him. We moved to a different room for the last of the paperwork. Trey said his stomach hurt so I held him while Tia signed most of the stuff. I added just where I needed to. A couple of those forms were the wrong ones.
Tia came back out with Dave. You remember Dave? Say, "Hi Dave!" Dave had the right paperwork with him. Tia said I needed to sign the new forms. Dave handed them to me but before I could sign, there was a sound from the back seat.
Trey was puking red (yes, red - who chose red?) gatorade in the back seat of the new car.
I handed the paperwork back to Dave unsigned and went around to get Trey out. He puked some more before I could get him out and then some more after I got him out.
Luckily for Trey, Tia had changed her mind on what he was going to wear for the day and changed him. When she was going to put the clothes away that she had taken off of him, I told her to put them in the diaper bag just in case we needed them. There is a much higher need than this one. We were going to be buying him new sandals that day so we took off the old ones and threw them away.
I turned back to the car. It had been inches from getting off the lot and this had already happened. Dave came back with some stuff to help clean it up but it was going to be a lost cause.
"Don't you have detailing people here?" Tia asked. "We'll pay someone to clean it back up."
"Yes, we do," Dave said. He went and got someone (I forget the guy's name but we owe him lunch or something) who came and got the car. Dave took the car seat back so they steam clean that too. They cleaned it all up as best they could which was pretty good. There was no *visible* evidence that Trey had claimed the car as his and they didn't charge us anything to get the car back to looking good.
Each time we got in it though that day after it had been sitting in the hot, hot sun in 95 degree weather, there was no mistaking that there had been a "mishap" in the car. Ewww boy.
That's a new car smell that will be a family story that goes down in history.
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