O’Brien – Remembering My ‘First’ Set of Wheels
I just bought a new vehicle, which got us talking around the office about our first cars. I thought it would make a great series of blogs about ‘firsts’ in general. Today, though, I must tell you about my first set of wheels. It may not mean much to you but it was everything to me at the time.
I’d had my license for a short while and was itching to get my own ride. We didn’t have a ton of money but I had been saving every penny for what seemed like forever. My Dad was out of the picture and my Mom was a C.N.A. working at a nursing home. Translation: She knew a lot of old people, which believe it or not came in handy.
My first car was a 1982 Toyota Corolla Station Wagon that belonged to an elderly woman. She was selling it for $800, which was almost exactly how much I’d saved. Once it was mine, I promptly put my stamp on it (depreciated it) by covering the entire rear hatchback with stupid bumper stickers. In retrospect, it looked hideous, but at the time – you knew which car was mine.
After that I bought a lemon from a local dealer but that’s another story. What was your first car? You can comment below or tell us on Facebook.