David Emami’s car was getting old. It was a rusted white 1983 Datsun station wagon with 400,000 miles on it. David received the car as an inheritance from his father; the only thing he received from him of value.
David had been meaning to get a new car for years, but the thing kept moving, so he kept putting it off. Finally, after having to put a new quart of oil into the car each and every morning, he decided it was time. He got into his vehicle for the last time and puttered away toward a dealership down the freeway in Lake Oswego, Oregon.
When David pulled up, a man in a spiffy suit and perfectly parted brown hair greeted him. David was very impressed by his professional appearance and was quickly convinced that this man could be trusted.
“Welcome to Pronto Auto! What can I do for you today?” David felt as if he had just inherited his own personal butler.
“Well, I’m looking to trade this old gal in for a better car. I’d pay the difference, of course.”
The salesman looked at the Datsun, which was dripping oil by the spoonful all over the parking lot. “Wow, that thing has a few miles on it, doesn’t it?”
“And lots of great memories. Lots of antique shows, I tell ya!”
“Well, let’s find you something else that can continue to take you to many more antique shows for years to come.” The salesman walked David around the lot, showing him the bells and whistles of all the new models.
“I actually want something simple and cute,” he said. “Like an old lady all dressed up for a night on the town.”
The salesman smiled and said, “I know just what you mean.” He walked him to the back of the lot, far beyond the allure of the shiny models in the front. It was basically the abyss of the lot, where all the cars they were ashamed of were parked.
David Emami is Alone in Portland is a collection of stories that peer into the life of a middle-aged curmudgeon with a fondness for cats and antiques.
Playfully illustrated with Bitmoji characters, his story comes to life as each day brings a new adventure.
He was obsessive compulsive and mad about antiques. The apartment was covered, top to bottom, in decor that would be more aligned with that of an old woman that peaked in the 1960s. david-emami-takes-on-portland.html
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