AZ_Doug
Member
Having just picked up the car on 9/29, and on my first day driving into the office with my MC Red 90D, I got my first TM.
I was actually on my way home navigating fairly heavy surface street traffic. I was talking to my wife on the BT when I noticed a guy in a Honda behind me craning his neck attempting to read the back of my car. I didn't think much of it, but made a mental note. Fast forward one mile to the next light and I see him once again literally out of his drivers seat peering over the dash, ogling the hips of my girl. I mention to my wife that the guy behind me is holding himself up by his steering wheel trying to get a good look. We both meander our way to the next stop light, in heavy traffic, and I catch him coming by out of the corner of my eye....you know that feeling like someone is standing over your bed while you are sleeping - and you open your eyes? I slowly look to the right and I see this maniac - dead stopped in the right turning late (holding up traffic) leaning halfway out of his driver's side window, yelling something inaudible to me, and motioning to roll down my window. A quick warning to my wife that I have a maniac yelling at me in traffic, and I roll down the window...This Charles Manson look-alike starts asking me "What is that?" and "...You don't need a license plate with that thing"? Clearly not noticing the small Tesla temp tag in the corner of the window, I decide to just go with it..."It's a Tesla...and NO...it doesn't require a license plate!". "That's cool, man". Mr. Manson unfolds back into the driver's window and speeds off. My virginity gone forever!
I was actually on my way home navigating fairly heavy surface street traffic. I was talking to my wife on the BT when I noticed a guy in a Honda behind me craning his neck attempting to read the back of my car. I didn't think much of it, but made a mental note. Fast forward one mile to the next light and I see him once again literally out of his drivers seat peering over the dash, ogling the hips of my girl. I mention to my wife that the guy behind me is holding himself up by his steering wheel trying to get a good look. We both meander our way to the next stop light, in heavy traffic, and I catch him coming by out of the corner of my eye....you know that feeling like someone is standing over your bed while you are sleeping - and you open your eyes? I slowly look to the right and I see this maniac - dead stopped in the right turning late (holding up traffic) leaning halfway out of his driver's side window, yelling something inaudible to me, and motioning to roll down my window. A quick warning to my wife that I have a maniac yelling at me in traffic, and I roll down the window...This Charles Manson look-alike starts asking me "What is that?" and "...You don't need a license plate with that thing"? Clearly not noticing the small Tesla temp tag in the corner of the window, I decide to just go with it..."It's a Tesla...and NO...it doesn't require a license plate!". "That's cool, man". Mr. Manson unfolds back into the driver's window and speeds off. My virginity gone forever!