tesla

I brought my car in for service today – I needed schedule A service and I needed tires.

I go early, before my mechanic arrives, and I leave the car and the key with the gas station attendant in the store part of the place. I block the main garage door, and I leave a note. So when the guys arrive, they get to my car first and it’s done by lunchtime.

I dropped the car off at 7:30 am today!

When my gas station guy called me to discuss the car, I asked him if he was surprised the car was there so early. He said, “No, you always do that.”

My Uber ride home was a Tesla. My second Tesla. I was thinking it was my first, but when it was time to open the door to let myself out, I couldn’t find out how to do it, and it reminded me that on my ride to LaGuardia Airport in NY last month, I was also in a Tesla.

I’ve been in three or four Ubers that were Mercedes and one Ferrari. Yes, a gleaming white Ferrari driving by a beautiful blond girl. It was at Miami Airport, coming home from NY a couple of December’s ago. Maybe it was for Art Basel people, which was at that time, maybe not. I was tempted to ask the girl why she was driving an Uber, but it was none of my business.

A few of the Mercedes were in New York and one in Miami. One Mercedes was an SUV – really nice.

I sometimes think it might be fun to drive an Uber. For maybe a day. But then again, I hate to drive down the block to the supermarket, so that’s out.

We used to have a Freebee service in our village. Many towns in the Miami area have them. They are golf cart type things that you summon on an app and they take you anywhere you want in each particular town. It’s free, hence the name Freebee. You just leave a tip.

So basically in Coral Gables, you are picked up and dropped off in Coral Gables. In Key Biscayne, the same – only service in Key Biscayne, etc.

Miami neighborhoods also have free trolleys. I used to use that often when dropping off my car, but they changed the route so that I would have to take two trolleys, which isn’t bad expect for the wait for the trolley. So a half hour wait, four times – two and from, wastes a lot of time.

So for now, Uber will do – until I pick up my car later today.

Till next time . . .

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I was in Miami for Thanksgiving, I never made it to New York, which is usually the norm. But I am in NY now for my uncle’s funeral.

I literally made it in one day after finding out the details. I booked the flight and 12 hours later I’m here.

As for Thanksgiving, I had a great time with my family, not everyone was there, some were out of town, which bothered me and I know I have some nerve to feel that way since I am usually the only one who is out of town for Thanksgiving.

But we did have a great time – lots of food and fun. Even though we all live here in Miami, we don’t always see each other often, although every Sunday one of my brothers has Football Sunday, but I never seem to go. There’s a lot of football and food. I need to get there next week.

I’ll see a lot of them during the holidays, but then it sort of drifts off, we are all busy and don’t hang out. At one point, one of my brothers, who lives here in Miami, I would only see in New York! He would happen to be there when I was there and we would hang out there, which was a running joke for awhile.

Not long ago, I had written about one of my snobby neighbors, who was looking for her “Stanley,” and I made a cartoon out of that. She texted the whole building, “Hi everyone. Left my pink Stanley on the table (in the lobby) and went back to look for it but it was gone, maybe someone took it by mistake.”

She couldn’t say, she lost her tumbler, she had to let everyone know she had a Stanley. But again, I did get a great cartoon idea out of it.

Well on Thanksgiving day it rained in Miami for a spell. It was quite a strong rain and caused flooding in some areas. My neighborhood flooded, and on a neighborhood text (not the condo text, this text involves the whole cul-de-sac), which has about 50 people, or so, someone texted that any car parked in the street (rather than on our property or in a driveway) should be moved due to flooding.

Well, the Stanley lady’s husband was the only one to reply out of 50 people receiving the text, and he said, I quote: “Thanks, we moved the Tesla before it floated away!”

Not, “Thanks, I moved my car!” Nope, he had to tell 50 people he had a Tesla.

I saw a neighbor in the building next door have a Rolls Royce delivered last week. He didn’t feel the need to tell anyone about his Rolls. But this name dropping couple had to mention their Stanley and Tesla.

A couple of neighbors texted me or called me to ask if I had seen that. We laughed over it. Insecurity at its best.

Stanley in a Tesla. There’s another cartoon in there somewhere.

Till next time . . .