I Go See the New Camaro, And Live to Froogal Another Day

Yesterday my husband and I headed out to see the new Camaro.  He got an email saying “COME SEE THE NEW CAMARO! YOU’RE INVITED!” When my husband called to get more info, they said they only had the one for the open house.

My husband’s Tahoe was due for service, so we thought we’d kill two birds with one stone.  We walked into the showroom after taking the Tahoe to the service department, looked around - no Camaro.  So we asked some dude standing there, “Where’s the Camaro?”  He regretfully shook his head, and said “Oh, we JUST sold it.” My husband was mad, because he had been led to believe that it would be on display all day for people to get a look at.

I think the salesdude was picking up on my husband’s mad-vibes.  He looked at him and said, “They just took it over to get gassed up, and you can go look at it over there.”

My husband didn’t want to, so we got in our sensible station wagon and began to drive away.  Then I said, “As long as we’re here we might as well look at it.” So we drove around to the back.  And there it was.

And here it is:

Ok, not the best picture in the world, but all the rest had people in them, and I don’t feel comfortable putting them on my blog without their knowledge.  Especially since one of those people happens to be the proud new owner of this fine automobile. I don’t want to get him into any trouble, just in case his wife doesn’t know about it yet.

This orange is not my favorite.  I’m pretty sure that one day I’ll have the dark blue one.  Possibly with white stripes.  But other than that it  is an awesome car.  The new owner was gracious enough to let little ol’ me sit in it.  Thanks, Mr. Camaro Owner.

The sales man started it up.  Whooo! It starts up with a subdued growl than settles down to a low, threatening grumble.  Oh yeah.

So when we got home, my husband did everything in his power to talk me in to ordering one myself.  He tried this one on me: “You deserve it.” Nope, not really.  He even called John, who sold him his Tahoe last year.  This is what we would have to do:  go in, choose just exactly what we want, put down a $500.00 refundable deposit, wait one month to get it, pay $36,235 (plus tt&l).    Tempting, but no.  Someday it will (hopefully) be mine, but I’d rather have the money. I don’t even have enough in my Camaro Fund for the deposit.  The time is not yet ripe. (Of course, that great 0% interest rate doesn’t apply to the Camaro, either).

All-in-all, this was a great experience for me.  1.  The car was already sold, so no temptation there.  2.  Even if it wasn’t sold, this particular specimen was the least-tempting possible (to me anyway) - it’s an automatic, which is probably the biggest drawback.  This car DEMANDS to be driven in a manual manner.  3.  I got to sit in it! At the car show it was up high on a giant electronic lazy-susan, guarded by a ferocious spokesmodel. 4.  I was mighty tempted by the smooth persuasions of my hubby.  He’s such a good husband that he always wants me to have whatever I want.  I love him for that, but that is dangerous. But I managed to stick to my Frugal guns.  5.  I had a fantastic Cheap day.