Car Collection

My day yesterday included a most entertaining last minute trip to help Legion2 and BrotherStealer out on an errand.

Recognising the value of better mobility once their new addition arrives mid-year they have been recently looking for an automobile to provide the required increase in mobility.

Having decided on the particular vehicle to purchase they encountered the problem of having to get said vehicle from Dandenong back to our wonderful area.

With neither of them being well practiced in the driving arena they naturally called on the best driver they knew - yours truly.


We all took a most interesting taxi ride down to the collection point. Our taxi driver was equipped with the most inaccurate sense of crossing Melbourne. The GPS device he had - presumably to combat his terrible Melbourne sense - was unfortunately as poor in the navigation stakes as he was himself.

We started out with a long stretch in traffic rather than using some of the traffic avoiding freeways that our government has been busy constructing in recent years. After that it just became comical as he obeyed the GPS's instructions to move from one major road to another and then back onto the first major road as obviously the GPS knew of the best way to negotiate that particular intersection.

Once arriving in Dandenong proper the poor GPS became confused once more when the main road changed name and had our driver dutifully looping the block as he left and then returned to the straight forward path.


On arrival we quickly found the salesman and began the paperwork. Of course in this modern world the Rewards program was the first and most important thing to be completed.
Throughout the initial dealings I began to get a sense about our salesman and was reminded of the bumbling stereotype under pressure from the boss.
Of course this was vindicated when it came time to fork over the cash when on sight of the cheque book he uttered the fateful words "Oh, uh, didn't I mention it was supposed to be a bank cheque? I normally mention that."

A short check with the boss later and the purchase had been made on credit card - with a little extra fee for Legion2 and BrotherStealer - and we were into the auto and ready to be on our way.

Ignoring our salesman's parting advice to drive the wrong way down the service lane to get to the closer cut-through to the highway I took the law-abiding direction for all of the 50 metres it was to that cut-through and then we were on our way.


One pleasant drive home - using the short freeway route of course - and the new transport was parked in the driveway looking deceptively like the Gavman-mobile come to visit (I expect much confusion and joviality next gaming night).


I returned home for a quiet night in all the while pondering in what form I should take my reward from Legion2 and BrotherStealer - perhaps taking the first born Herod style?
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