The alarm clock goes off again for 25 year old Alex. Stuck in a dead end job with no prospect for the future Alex awakens. “Damn alarm” he says groggily, looking at the clock, “Great, its only 3am”. Absent mindedly he picks up his phone and looks at the new email in his inbox. Opening the email he reads.
Dear Sir,
We have been informed that you are in need of a new personal transportation device, well stop down at Ci Yoc’s Transportation Emporium! We have any type and class of transit you’ll ever need! Now visit our newest location on Route 506!
**Management can not be held liable for any changes to persons after purchase of transitI**
Such an odd disclaimer he thought to himself but, since his car was older than him, he would stop and give it a look.
After work Alex goes down to Ci Yoc’s and park and goes looking around.
“Can I help you?” ask Miss Cyoci.
“Just looking around” replies Alex.
“Well all of our vehicles have the keys in the starter. So if you find one you like just turn it on” she says back to him.
“The disclaimer on your ad what is that about?” he asks.
“Oh, it is just that the vehicle you buy changes your life” she says.
“So my life would be totally different?”, he asks.
“Yes! Do you have a trade?” she asks back, her cleavage bounce nearly hypnotizing him.
“Yeah! That junker there” he says point to the twenty-seven year old junker.
“We’ll take it, when you find one you like. Just turn the key and your new life will begin” she says.
Alex turns around and both Miss Cyoci and his former junker are gone. “Well now”, Alex says to himself “where to go from here?”