So I’m officially back to my blog grind. It’s been almost a year without posting and I’m sorry for the ultra lag.
I’ll start off with some pics I found in my Flickr not too long ago.
Everyone that knows me, knows that I have a fetish for wagons. My 1980 Corolla Station Wagon. The story that goes with this yellow short bus is quite phenomenal. I know that everyone who loves cars has left at least one note with their phone number on a car. I do that quite frequently. Always hoping for that magic call with someone saying, “Hey, your number was on a note on my windshield…..I think I’m ready to sell my car.” Yeah, you know it’s true. Well, this is my note leaving story right hurrrrrr……
Just like any other day at work I was looking out the huge windows of the clothing shop I work at. Normally I’d be creeping, perving out you could say, on the chicks walking by to help time pass quicker. But, this day was different. While looking outside, hoping to see a girl, a yellow 1980 Toyota Corolla station wagon caught my eye. There she was, reverse parked, just staring at me. Fucking blinking almost, that bitch. Eye fucking the shit outta me. I couldn’t believe it. How could this magnificient machine drive pass and park without me seeing it. I immediately left my counter and walked outside; disregarding anything my manager was saying. I looked around to see if the owner was around, but no luck. I decided to leave a note with my number on it….Months pass and I forget all about that wagon till one day I get a call from an out of state number. The gentleman on the other line asked to speak with Justin (me of course). He quickly explains that he is the owner of the wagon and was currently living in the mainland. The person that received the note I left was just a friend using the car while visiting Hawaii. So I’m like, “Holy Shit!,” The guy who driving the damn car wasn’t even the owner. The owner of the wagon then tells me he has a composition tablet full of numbers from guys that were interested in the wagon when he was ready to sell. “I have a tablet with numbers in it, only thing is….it’s in Hawaii….and I’m in Vegas, with only your number in front of me.” Ohhhh Sheyett son!….You already know what happens from there.
Too bad I sold her last year…..yeah, like a dumbass. Anyway here’s the last pictures I took of her before I sold her.