I Didn't Mean For That To Happen

This is my entry for Blogophilia Week 7







Week 7 Topic: I Didn't Mean For That to Happen
Bonus points (hard, 2 points): Include a dance in a field of daisies.
Bonus points (easy, 1 point): Mention Dr. Seuss and bananas.


I was out shopping for a new car.  I hated doing that.  You can never shop for a car without being bugged to death by those squirrelly car salesmen.  You know the type. 



They're either real pushy about getting you to commit to SOMETHING, or they just flirt and tell you nice things to try and convince you to buy a car.  One salesman thought that being a hopeless romantic would work.  I'm sure he would have done a dance in a field of daisies to try and  convince me that he was the perfect man.  Another took it even further in portraying himself as the perfect father - or step-father.  He said he would tuck the children into bed at night, and read them Dr. Seuss books.  He would feed them a breakfast of sliced bananas and cereal.   Not!!!!!!!!  I wasn't looking for a boyfriend or substitute father for my children.



I stopped at the last car lot of the day.  I was fed up with looking, and fed up with men, too.  I got out of my car with an attitude.  As I started walking around the lot looking at cars, here comes the car salesman.  Hmmm...dressed nice - not overly aggressive.  He asked me what I was looking for, and offered a few suggestions.  Said if I saw anything I liked to let him know and he would get the keys for me.  That was different.   He just left me alone to look, instead of trying to push certain cars on me.  He brought me the keys to a couple of cars, and rode with me on the test drives.  We talked about my life,  and my situation.  For some weird reason, I wasn't feeling the usual repulsion that most car salesmen caused.  This guy was really nice!  I just may be able to find a car to buy, instead of getting pissed off and leaving with nothing. 

I ended up in his office discussing the purchase of a vehicle that I liked.  Things were going fine, I wasn't feeling any pressure.  THEN he asked me to go with him to the autoshow.  There it was.  I told him he was just asking me out because he wanted me to buy the car.   He said he wanted to go out whether I bought a car or not.  Right...  I left the dealership that day without buying a car. 

However, I returned the next day, because I really liked the car.  I decided I would just put him in his place, get the purchase over with, and go home.  I pretty much did that.
But...he called me that night.  I'd already purchased the car, so why was he calling me now?  He asked me again to go to the autoshow.  I figured - what's the harm?  He's really not like most car salesmen.  One date won't hurt, then I'll be on my way.   



I went with him to the car show.  He walked with me and held my hand.  Afterwards, we went to dinner, then back to my house.   We talked awhile, and he said he was going to go home.  I got a nice big hug goodbye - no kiss, or anything else.  This man was a gentleman! 

We went out a few more times, and you wouldn't believe how this story ends.  He is now my husband!!!!!  I didn't mean for that to happen.  I didn't mean to fall in love with a car salesman.  I couldn't help it.  He was just so sweet.  Besides that, he's not a car salesman anymore.  Now he's a Sales Manager.  That makes everything all right, because I still despise car salesman.