Went to a party out at Prestons a few months ago. A partner of one of my girlfriends work mates. Rocked up and the place was deadset Boganville. Jim Beam T-Shirts a plenty, as well as band T-Shirts advertising "hard core" bands that I'd never heard of before. All the girls there were early 20's and had a minimum of one child with them, most of these girls were smashed by about 7:30 and still looking after the kids.
Group of blokes in the loungeroom smoking bongs and playing playstation. Real classy party, this one.
Anyway, I have a Holden, company car and as I parked out the front this guy from the party basically ambushes me as I'm getting out and says -
"what the f**k are you doing driving that piece of sh*t!"
I looked at my Navy Blue Berlina which is just over 12 months old and was shining like a beacon amongst the host of 20 year old+ sh*t boxes that surrounded it and asked the guy what the hell he was talking about. To which he replied in his best Bogan, with a look of absolute zeal on his face -
"Everyone knows that Ford's are much better, I wouldn't drive a Holden if you paid me."
When I explained that it was a company car and that essentially I was, in fact basically paid to drive it or that it was basically a free car, he came back with -
"Still shoulda got a Ford man. If I was ever offered a car and it wasn't a Ford, I wouldn't take it."
After that, we went in and hung around at the party for a couple of hours and the guy was basically stalking me, telling me all the virtues of Falcon's and how I should try and persuade the company I work for to change fleets etc. etc. It was a very odd experience.
