I was searching around for cars and ran across a listing for a "off white" '05.
The listing was pretty sparse, you could tell the dealer (somewhere in Nebraska) didn't know much about these cars, but they did have many very good pictures.
The pictures revealed it to be a 2005 Cashmere, with the Hardtop 22,500 miles, cart, books and immaculate.
My heart was racing as I called the phone number and told the man that answered I was calling about the TBird.......he asked "the '68?" I said no the '05.
He said "oh that just sold"
"Do you mind me asking what it sold for"?
"Twelve thousand, nine fifty"
The breath flowed out of me like I'd been hit in the stomach by George Foreman.
I couldn't even say goodbye, as the phone dropped out of my hand.
I know I shouldn't have asked.........I knew I shouldn't have asked.
And now I can't get those pictures out of my mind...
I don't do medication or drugs, but I'm considering calling my Dr. for some Valium.
I had mixed emotions about sharing this, but, my pain overrode my embarrassment of missing out on this car.
I'll spend the rest of the day trying to figure out why I didn't look sooner and "beating myself up" in every way possible.
Hell, I didn't think I was that "crazy" about Cashmere, before.....now, it's the most beautiful car I've ever seen.
Misery truly loves company....
The listing was pretty sparse, you could tell the dealer (somewhere in Nebraska) didn't know much about these cars, but they did have many very good pictures.
The pictures revealed it to be a 2005 Cashmere, with the Hardtop 22,500 miles, cart, books and immaculate.
My heart was racing as I called the phone number and told the man that answered I was calling about the TBird.......he asked "the '68?" I said no the '05.
He said "oh that just sold"
"Do you mind me asking what it sold for"?
"Twelve thousand, nine fifty"
The breath flowed out of me like I'd been hit in the stomach by George Foreman.
I couldn't even say goodbye, as the phone dropped out of my hand.
I know I shouldn't have asked.........I knew I shouldn't have asked.
And now I can't get those pictures out of my mind...
I don't do medication or drugs, but I'm considering calling my Dr. for some Valium.
I had mixed emotions about sharing this, but, my pain overrode my embarrassment of missing out on this car.
I'll spend the rest of the day trying to figure out why I didn't look sooner and "beating myself up" in every way possible.
Hell, I didn't think I was that "crazy" about Cashmere, before.....now, it's the most beautiful car I've ever seen.
Misery truly loves company....
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