Sometimes The Universe Gives You A PT Cruiser

Before I start this article, if you own a PT Cruiser, don’t read this. You’ll only be enraged at the fact that you own one or the fact that I dislike these disappointments of the American car industry.

A Little About Trash And Bad Products

McDonald's trash.
McDonald’s trash is everywhere.

You’ll never see Rolex boxes just thrown around outside of a jewelry store. That goes for just about anything of quality. Trash just rarely follows with something of real value.

Low value, the trash will be everywhere. Compare an area with a high volume of low value businesses. The big box stores, fast food, check cashing stores, etc. Trash is always laying everywhere. Even in more upscale neighborhoods, this fact remains true. Trash seems to attract trash.

The PT Cruiser

The PT Cruiser is a iconic piece of trash now too. In it’s concept phase it was an exciting idea. An old hotrod style panel wagon brought to the modern world. Turn-key coolness for the masses! The artists renderings of the project were enticing.

Then, Chrysler gave the world nothing more than a compact Neon with a miniaturized replica of an old panel wagon. It sucked, but many still bought it. For a short time, they were very popular. The quality was bad and got worse with every production year.

The PT Cruiser became a cheap used car, but expensive to operate with it’s many mechanical deficiencies. In 2017, nobody wants a PT Cruiser. If you have one, you’re probably not in a good place.

Ya Prick!

If I just insulted you, feel comforted that a fellow PT Cruiser driver has already screamed, “Ya Prick!” at me.

As I crossed a well-marked crosswalk, a dirtbag in a PT Cruiser picked up speed and nearly struck me. I turned to look at him as he came to a stop a few feet from me and yelled, “I wasn’t going to hit you ya prick!”. Immediately, I swelled with anger and I just stared in this substandard fake vinyl wood stickered  wagon.

The pilot of this wondermobile had a “Beer And Titties!” trucker hat on. I’d put his haircut about 8 months overdue. He was unshaven for quite a few days with a failing goatee. He was smoking a cigarette and empty packs were laying everywhere among other trash.

As I pulled my camera up to snap a photo of this ridiculous sight, he sped off. My anger was instantly gone. This dirtball was darting around in his own self-created hell. The universe just gave him a car that could have been custom made for him.

Life Can Be Like That

It’s good to look at a dirtball wallowing in misery in his PT Cruiser. It’s a reminder that we created our own circumstances, his were just so exaggerated and compressed into this intense moment, that it was simple to get a big picture fast.  We’re all guilty of producing our own bad outcomes in some way or another.

I know this scene caused me to consider some things I complain about. Who got me there? Me. Who can change what I don’t like? Me. No revelation here, but Mr. PT Cruiser certainly brings this fact to light.

If your low quality life sucks, you’re probably attracting it. If you don’t like trash, don’t hang around areas where low quality is the norm. If you don’t like your PT Cruiser, find a way to get a better vehicle.

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