|I was driving this 1984 beauty in 1991 while
blaring out Wilson Phillips’ “Hold On”. (Also O.P.P.)
If it weren’t for my 1980’s Cutlass, I would not…know who my true friends were or the friends who desperately needed rides home in high school (what other reason could there be??). It was typical to have 6+ girls crammed inside that car. If the car were to completely stop, it would shudder and die while I shuddered and died inside. It was ugly. So, I had to roll very slowly forward at green lights and pray the dadgum light would change to green already. Once in front of their houses, I’d slow my roll and the girls would have to jump OUT while the car was moving slowly forward. These girls were good! They had the jump out really, really fast without tripping. I never ran over anyone. Except Katie. And Sarah. Also Jennifer R. and Kim P. Nicole L. also bit the dust. Oh, and Beverly. But, that’s it! (Besides Julie M.)
If it weren’t for my 1980’s Cutlass, I would not…realize that my boyfriend would later become my husband despite becoming blinded by loose car liner falling on his head repeatedly causing him to eventually have to ride around everywhere with one hand stuck to the car’s ceiling. The car’s hot ceiling. *See first paragraph regarding no A/C*
|No, no, no…this wasn’t my 1988 Cutlass in 1995.
Mine was navy blue.
If it weren’t for my 1980’s Cutlass, I would not…realize my husband can’t read. To this day, Chris, my husband, likes to laugh about my “Buick” to which I reply, “IT WAS NOT A BUICK! IT WAS A STANKIN’ CUTLASS CIERRA!!!!!!!!!!” and then rapidly pat down my hair and straighten my shirt. I have been waiting for Cutlass to cut less to their employees and cut me a check with the leftovers from my staunch defense of their company all these years, but I’ve seen nary a dime.
If it weren’t for my 1980’s Cutlass Cierra, I would not…have this Oldsmobile emblem fashioned into a necklace around my neck right now. I love it and it loves me. We’ve been through thick and thin. Mostly thin. Especially that car liner material. It was really thin. I eventually ripped it off and made a super cute shawl with it. It went really well with some cool-lots I loved wearing around my college campus. (Can you blame my husband for falling in love?)