The people you meet (and mislead) at a supercar club
The people you meet (and mislead) at a supercar club
If you read the newsletter last week you might remember I was asking for someone to lend me a supercar.
Why? I wanted something fancy to drive so I could impress a bunch of millionaires who don’t know me at a car club I’m not apart of.
But - as seems to be the case with the Car Pit - blind optimism did not pay off.
I decided to go anyway, even though it felt a bit like hanging out with the cool kid in school because you have mums who are friends.
Over 40 cars turned up: Lamborghinis, Ferraris, Aston Martins, McLarens, and Porsches.
Ahead of this event (because I’m a savvy business woman) I invested some money into marketing for the very first time. This took the form of a t-shirt with the Car Pit logo printed on it.
It was $40 well spent because the owner of a black Huracán, an affable man with an English accent, asked what the Car Pit was. I mangled some response about it being a “website I write for” as though this venture is large conglomerate in which I am just a small cog.
“You’re in special operations, eh?” I said with a bit of a smirk, nodding to his number plate which read ‘SP OPS’.
He nodded.
“My company does private security for high-worth individuals.”
I thought it was a novelty plate he chose because the car had matte paint.
“Oh. How’d you get into that?”
“When I was in England, I was the police officer who was in charge of the Queen’s safety”
I used to think that working in the media was cool. I now feel like a potato farmer.
If you’re like me and have driven a normal car to a normal job today, that’s fine. There aren’t enough billionaires in Australia for all of us to do private security. And besides, I can’t protect my yogurt in the work fridge from being eaten. What chance would I have keeping the rich and famous alive?
So instead of thinking about your life choices which have led you to whatever cubicle you’re reading this in now, here are some fun things to keep you entertained.
Today I’m recommending a podcast which I am sadly in no way affiliated with. It’s called Flat Stick and it’s with comedians Brett Blake and Nick Capper. They talk about beers, cars, and motorbikes. It’s sporadically released, patchily produced, and incredibly funny. Listen to it here.
Did you watch the Japan F1 yesterday? Impressed by Oscar Piastri’s performance? Forget him. The real star is his hilarious mother. Here’s why she’s taken the internet by storm.
And did you know the Bathurst 1000 is this weekend? It’s the most joyous of occasions. The Car Pit will be throwing up some Bathurst content throughout the week, so keep an eye on the Instagram and the website.
I’ll see you next Monday!
Steph
