I’m not quite sure how the subject came up, but it was one of those jaw-dropping, staring-in-disbelief moments.
“What?”
“Your car, man,” said Doyce. “It’s turquoise, right?”
The Saturn? Turquoise?
“Yeah,” agreed Stan. “Turquoise. Isn’t it?”
Okay, Stan, I can imagine, because he’s never been to the house that much. But Doyce? I’ve had the car longer than we’ve known him.
“It’s pink,” I said, emphatically. “Silver pink. There’s not a bit of turquoise anywhere on it?”
“Are you sure?” Stan asked.
“No, it’s turquoise,” said Doyce, like I was pulling some sort of stunt.
About that point, I needed to go remind Katherine is was time for her to be in her room, asleep. When I came back down, the door to the garage was open, as was the garage door, and Stan and Doyce were looking at my Saturn.
“Huh.”
“There,” I said. “I told you.”
“Huh.”
“Because it’s not like you’ve never been in the garage to get a soda or something while the Saturn was there.”
“Dude, I never looked at the car.”
As I said, surreal.
Postscript: Jackie came over later with cookies. “Hon, what color is Dave’s Saturn?” Doyce asked her. “Lilac,” was the response. “Metallic lilac.”
That’s at least in the ballpark. Go, Jackie.
Like I said…I picture all Saturn’s as Turquoise…
On the way to your place from Leadville Sunday, I counted 8 Turquoise, 1 Green, and 3 “Metallic dusty greyish pinks” Saturn’s.
(Not counting the Vue’s, which were mostly of the red Orange-y verity)
There are a fair number of turquoise ones (actually, more of a teal, I’d say), but they’re mostly SL sedans, not SC coupes like mine … 🙂
By the way, “metallic dusty greyish pink” is just the right description, though I can’t recall what Saturn officially called it. “Dusty rose,” maybe?