While filling my tank, another car pulled up to an adjacent pump. He loudly commented to me "The cost per gallon has increased [recently] by over 40 Cents/Gallon!" I simply and politely said "I noticed." To that he responded, "I noticed faster than you did because I'm on a budget!" My instant knee jerk unsaid thought was "A.Hole."
So, I clearly learned, because I drive a Porsche, I cannot be on a budget, which implies, if I am responsible, I am infinitely wealthy. That is really good to know because there is a lot of stuff out there I want but have not purchased because I naively perceived I only have a finite amount of money to spend (I probably would have bought a 914 in the early 70s instead of a pedestrian Datsun 260Z had I not been so naive). I am now in a pleasant dilemma as I don't know what to buy first; a trip to the ISS or the Titanic wreck. Why not both? Wow! Just a chance encounter with a stranger and now a whole new world is open to me, only because I drive a Porsche.
I actually have found it truly fascinating how people perceive both the Porsche products and Porsche drivers. The comment today was by no means an isolated incident. Just under two years ago when I took delivery of my first Porsche product, I just did not begin to perceive there would be any real difference in this regard to all the previous years driving BMWs. My first inkling of this phenomena was a few days after I got the car when I watched a very old woman with a walker step off a curb with difficulty and slowly walked around the entire car. I knew I was buying a more expensive car than my previous BMW Z3/Z4s but never expected what I have observed and heard over the past two years. It results in a dichotomy of feelings. After all, I am human and it does feel good having others take the "Hey man, nice car!" type of notice but it is also uncomfortable when people perceive me as so financially secure to essentially be from mars and have infinite resources where a budget is not necessary.
So, I clearly learned, because I drive a Porsche, I cannot be on a budget, which implies, if I am responsible, I am infinitely wealthy. That is really good to know because there is a lot of stuff out there I want but have not purchased because I naively perceived I only have a finite amount of money to spend (I probably would have bought a 914 in the early 70s instead of a pedestrian Datsun 260Z had I not been so naive). I am now in a pleasant dilemma as I don't know what to buy first; a trip to the ISS or the Titanic wreck. Why not both? Wow! Just a chance encounter with a stranger and now a whole new world is open to me, only because I drive a Porsche.
I actually have found it truly fascinating how people perceive both the Porsche products and Porsche drivers. The comment today was by no means an isolated incident. Just under two years ago when I took delivery of my first Porsche product, I just did not begin to perceive there would be any real difference in this regard to all the previous years driving BMWs. My first inkling of this phenomena was a few days after I got the car when I watched a very old woman with a walker step off a curb with difficulty and slowly walked around the entire car. I knew I was buying a more expensive car than my previous BMW Z3/Z4s but never expected what I have observed and heard over the past two years. It results in a dichotomy of feelings. After all, I am human and it does feel good having others take the "Hey man, nice car!" type of notice but it is also uncomfortable when people perceive me as so financially secure to essentially be from mars and have infinite resources where a budget is not necessary.