Approximately six years ago, I had a meal at a local Denny’s. But in selecting off the menu, I unintentionally ordered from the senior discount menu, and technically, I wasn’t a senior just yet.
Today, I’m taking advantage of a senior discount. And actually, I am now age-qualified to claim a senior discount.
My local car dealership, DePaula Chevrolet, is offering Wednesday as its senior discount day. Bring your car in for repairs, and if you’re a senior, you get some $$ off the regular price. Terms and conditions apply. Of course terms and conditions apply.
That being said, my 2013 Chevrolet Cruze “Dracourage” has been running quite well, so it’s not like I need to repair it. But that photo above was from 2016. Let’s add five years of salt and dirt and gunk and crud to the car. This won’t be just a normal “drive it to the car wash and let the soapy brushes do their thing” cleaning.
No, we’re talking A BIG FAT DETAILING.
DePaula Chevrolet offers a car detailing service, with three levels of scrub. I chose the second level, which means they’ll also shampoo the seats and the trunk, and probably leave a chocolate mint on the dashboard.
And, since I’m doing this today – DePaula Chevrolet’s designated “senior discount day” – I’m getting $20 off the service. And, I’m earning those valuable Chevrolet discount points, which could get me a new set of custom floor mats or a coffee cup or something GM-related.
If you’ve read my blog for any length of time, you know that I trust DePaula with repairing my car, even when they seem to forget which car I own (the ’05 Saturn “Cardachrome” and the ’06 Cobalt “Blackbird” are in car heaven now), or they’ll send me customized coupons claiming that there’s a mad demand for my car and that I should trade it in and get a new car.
Of course, why should I trade in a perfectly functioning, usable car? It’s only got 90,000 miles on it, I still have a decent warranty on the unit, and it’s not like anyone’s going to trade me for a cream-blue Corvette Stingray or a cherry-red ’72 Pontiac GTO The Judge, or even a Ventablack-coated ’77 Pontiac Trans Am with the T-bar roof and the mag wheels and the certified Burt Reynolds CB radio?
Nah, I’m good. Just get Dracourage looking as clean and as sharp as the day it first came into my possession, and we’ll be good.
Okay, now I have to find this 5c/off a cup of coffee that supposedly all the elderly folks get these days.
Oh wait. Better be careful at who I call elderly.