Big exciting day yesterday as I drove off the lot in my first Lotus. I purchased a new 2011 that was used as a show car by the dealership.
Out of the hours of fun, I did have a few moments of misery/embarrassment that I would assume could be best appreciated by everyone here.
After leaving the dealership and sitting in traffic (with a big smile on my face) for about an hour, I picked up the girlfriend and headed out for another hour to meet up with her family for dinner. They had no idea that I bought the car, so I was pretty excited to show them. I was running late, so she met me in the driveway. I didn't even unbuckle my seat belt, she just hopped in and off we went. We finally got to the restaurant and at the end of the meal everyone was excited to head out to the parking lot and see the car. They loved it, of course. Part of the group finally left, but my girlfriend's brother-in-law insisted that he would need to hear me start it before he could go.
I realized that I had never actually started the car before. When I test drove, the car was already started and the salesperson drove off the lot, same thing the next day when I actually came back for the purchase. I jumped in, pushed in the clutch, turned the key, and as you all probably know, nothing happened. I had no idea what I was doing wrong. I tried again, checked that the brake was on, tried again, took my foot off the clutch, tried again, all combinations of brake, clutch, hand brake, door opened, door closed. I finally decided that the battery must be dead. I knew it had sat in the showroom for some time. So, out come the jumper cables and I start disassembling the battery compartment. Obviously nothing helps.
I finally remember that the sales rep had given me her card and put her cell number on the back. I call her and have to admit that I feel like a moron, but I don't know how to start my own car. She laughs, and then apologizes for not telling me about the extra security step. I finally get it started and pull out of the parking spot.
My embarrassment at being "that guy that buys a fancy car and doesn't even know how to start it" starts fading and being replaced by the idea that I own a car that I have never actually seen on the road before. I am about to pull out of the parking lot, and a Lotus Evora goes by. The driver, (hello if you are reading) honks and waves. I look at my girlfriend, who is very mad at me because I snapped at her when she was asking me questions like "Are you sure you put the clutch in all the way," couldn't help but laugh.
Anyway, I'm looking forward to joining the ranks and getting to know you all.
A pic of the car: