A car I had never seen before was the one my boyfriend used to pick me up for our date. I was taken aback when he surprised me with a brand-new car without warning. When he exited, he enquired as to how I felt about it. He claimed to have bought the vehicle that very day with only five miles on the odometer. It was a nice car until he insisted I remove my shoes before getting in. He told me he didn’t want me to wear perfume in the future because it didn’t go well with the odor of new cars. I inquired if there was anything else I was unable to help with. He took one look at my car and warned me to stay away from the HVAC and radio controls at all costs. He didn’t want me to make any modifications to the cutting-edge design. I couldn’t even form a sentence. I gaped, eyes widened, and I couldn’t say a thing as I stood there. I didn’t think it was possible to turn off the radio or the heating and air conditioning. After some hesitation, I asked if he was sure I should get in his car. After taking a look around, he asked if my friend and I could use my car for the evening. My air conditioner didn’t work nearly as well as his did, and the radio sucked, but at least it was old, and I could keep using my own footwear. I told him I would never go out with him again and slammed the door, sending coffee flying all over the car and onto the Heating and A/C system buttons. He called me a downer, but I’m not a jerk.