i have cups, pants, shirts, banana peels, tissues, etc. in my car all over the place -- literally a mountain of stuff in the passenger's side front. girlfriend refuses to get in the vehicle
i have cups, pants, shirts, banana peels, tissues, etc. in my car all over the place -- literally a mountain of stuff in the passenger's side front. girlfriend refuses to get in the vehicle
I don't eat or drink (even water) in my car.
No food is allowed. Groceries only go in the trunk.
I make my kids wipe their feet before getting in.
They tell me I love my car more than them (only slightly true).
I took the day off work to wash/detail my car, which I'm about to do right now.
I don't take mail inside the house. My car is a depot for junk mail, unworn workout clothes, nearly all my shoes, worn workout clothes, and my mountain bike.
Lets just say that if I had to take someone else in my car, it would take about 10 minutes of cleaning just to get one other person able to ride with me.
messy car = messy life
My last car was a little unkempt. I'm keeping my truck in pretty good shape so far. I should get it detailed soon though. There's no way I'm going to do that work.
I have a couple friends who are absolutely horrible about their cars.
One guy would leave the backseat as a roving closet. He had work clothes, cases of Diet Mountain Dew, shoes, magazines, books, etc back there. He also used the passenger's floor board for his garbage. Empty beer and soda can, receipts, shoes, dirty socks, etc. It really sucked going anywhere with him. Driving around all day with your feet propped on top of a pile of trash is mot fun.
I have another friend (the guy above actually lives with this guy in LA now) who had a Tiburon which he filled completely with garbage (mostly Diet Mountain Dew bottles and fast-food bags filled with trash). And when I say "completely" I mean "the entire passenger area including the floor board, to the roof, onto the dash board, the entire back seat, into the hatch back all the way to the back window, surrounding the shifter, and between the clutch, gas, and break pedals". The only space he had was a little depression for him to drive in. It looked a little like a trash cocoon. Dude is definitely "different" seeing as he is an "artist". I have a lot of weird stories about that guy.