So I need new tires. Four of them. Anyone priced tires lately? We have! A few times in fact. And a couple of months back we were told $550 would have us covered. Okay, we can do that. That's not for the "good", or even "best" option, but the "better." The option in the middle. That's what my grandpa always taught me to go with.
Or something.
Until we got to the tire place Saturday to pay and schedule an appointment to drop my car off, yeah that. We talked to a different guy (who was actually more customer friendly) and he talked me Chris into the "best" option. You know, the most expensive "best" option. I get it. I do. I drive into Austin 5 days a week for work and that's 45ish miles round trip. So my car is driven a lot.
When the guy told us that there would only be about a $100 difference (plus $100 more for insurance/other things I need/want which the first guy never told us about!) in the price for the "better" tires and the "best" tires, guess who jumped on that. I'll give you a hint, it wasn't me! C was like, "Let's go with the Pirelli's." What?! What in the hell is a Pirelli and why am I about to spend $750 instead of the $550 that I budgeted for?!
I don't know what a Pirelli is. The only place I'd ever even heard the word was on that MTV show years ago. So you know what they make me think of- stupid looking cars.
These tires better make me feel like I'm driving on clouds. Or they better have little gold flakes in them. Or they better pay ME to drive them.
OMG.
And if C says one more time, "I want Pirelli's for my car!" I will lose my shit.
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