Let’s Talk About The Speed Of Your Dating

I passed an old Camaro on the way to the gym today that looked similar to one I drove in my early twenties.

For a brief moment I thought about turning my practical SUV around to chase after it so that I could get a better look.

And for a split second I wondered if the driver would be interested in selling it to me. I have a lot of great memories from the days in which I drove that car.

I also have a few memories of trying to talk my way out of speeding tickets including the time I told a cop I was late for a date.

His response was something along the lines of, “let’s talk about the speed of your dating or how your lady friend would like to see you arrive late but unharmed.”

“Needless to say I wasn’t able to talk my way out of that one…”

Sometimes Action Is Required

Some of the thoughts from the post from yesterday have been pinballing around my head as I have tried to determine whether it is time to act upon a few things.

They are tied into a couple of things in which I don’t think there is a right or wrong answer. Heck you could argue that some are tied into things that are meant or not meant to be.

And such a thing is true than in concept it doesn’t matter what I do because circumstances and situation will provide opportunity to engage there.

Ask me if I believe in such things and I might hedge my bets because I have seen and done things that provide experiences that lead me to believe.

But some of those things have included experiences which lead me to believe that you can’t rely solely upon destiny, karma, fate or whatever you want to call it to make things happen.

You have to make like Johnny Cash in Walk The Line calling out to June that it is time to have that conversation about the future.

It is like the old story about the man who during a flood is trapped on the roof of his house. A variety of people approach him with various devices to save his life but he turns each one down saying god will provide salvation.

Consequently he drowns and when he reaches the pearly gates he asks god to explain how he let him drown and the response from god is he sent several people to rescue the mean but he turned each one down.

Call it a failure to recognize an opportunity when it was presented.

There have been a few opportunities that I have failed to recognize as such and I have a few regrets about those.

That is unusual for me because I don’t carry many regrets, but those few I do tend to be bigger. Anyhoo, the goal isn’t to belabor that or suggest I am the only one because we all have those things.

Rather the point is to try to avoid repetition of such things. Don’t make the same mistake twice, I’d rather strike out swinging or miss the free throw than not try at all.

The Next Vehicle

I am considering getting a new car in 2024 so my thoughts about that Camaro weren’t solely based upon past experiences.

Some of it is tied into my thinking about what I want to be driving in the not so distant future. Do I want to stay with an SUV or move to a truck or sedan.

Might move into a Hybrid, I am not sure yet. Got some time to think about the best options for me which are a bit different than they were 30 plus years ago.

College tuition payments impact the idea of a sports car as does the idea of driving it daily. But there is undoubtedly something that fits somewhere in between that will make me happy.

Now all I need to do is figure that part out.

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By Joshua Wilner

Hi, I am Josh Wilner and I am happy that you have decided to visit my corner of cyberspace. I am a writer/marketer/friend and family man. My professional background includes more than twenty years in working with businesses to help them do a better job of connecting with their existing and prospective customers. More specifically I have worked with companies of all sizes from the Fortune 500 to the new start up to help them build, develop and grow their social media and marketing plans. I love spending time with my family and friends. I enjoy music, reading, writing, playing sports and laughing.

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