I managed to get a few educated feedback from several friends. I asked them how long did they ponder about it, before replacing their car with a new one? An upgrade, that is. And 5 of 6 said a few months. One said a year. He waited one year so he could save up enough for the down payment. But by the time he had thousands in cash, the model had already gone through a face-lift.
And he's one of those people who wouldn't buy a second-hand anything. Kinda like me.
I shudder when I think about what previous owners did in their cars before they sold it. Pick their noses and conveniently start a collection of different colored boogers on their steering wheels? Or hook up in the back seat and accidentally spunk up the car? Perhaps on a fateful night, got drunk and threw up all over the seat - what if puke juice is still inside the seat? Dried, but still there.
And then I turned to mommy dearest, whom despite many discouraging naggings in the past, and has this time decided that she will convince me rationally, calculated thoroughly how my life would cease to exist if I purchased a new set of wheels. And I completely agree with her.
And then I read someone's tweet and downloaded Hachiko. It brought me to tears and much research on dogs.
Why not get a dog instead of a car? It's 40x less expensive to begin with.
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