Growing up in Los Angeles in the 1960s and 70s, you couldn't turn on the television without seeing an ad from used car salesman Cal Worthington, a mildly colorful man whose idiosyncratic tic was including a different wild animal - say, a cheetah - in each ad. Anyway, I loved the guy.
In his ads, he'd abbreviate the prices of his cars, so for an asking price of $1,095, he'd say "ten ninety-five." Wow, I thought, you could get a car for 10 bucks! To me, this meant a) I had enough money in the piggy bank to buy a Ford Mustang even though I was seven-years-old, and b) our family was desperately poor, since Mom and Dad only had two cars worth, at most, 20 dollars.
A childhood belief about money
others believed things like this
- I thought the no overtaking sign meant that red cars cannot drive by black cars.— Helen
- I thought small cars grew up to become big cars— carhugger
- I thought that cars could only make turns when you used the turn signals...— Toby
- I used to believe that God was the one playing "cars" with our cars. Sounds weird hey?— Roe
- I thought that people were like cars because cars have exhaust pipes, and people fart.— Matt
- when i was younger i used to think no-one was driving cars and it was only my family who were allowed to...— Lucie x