" In 2015, I was in college, working at Subway, and I felt like my life was trash. I didn’t feel like I was going anywhere with anything, I had made the mistake of leasing a car and getting my hours cut at Subway because my manager sucked. It was a dark time. I was on Craigslist and I found an ad for a position at a dealership and thought “Why not? What do I have to lose?” I went in and interviewed and passed on to the second interview with another manager. That other manager and I chatted for a while but he had a question that I feel would’ve made or broken my entire life if I hadn’t answered it right:”What is your dream car?” This dealership was more of a “American” car dealer rather than import car, and all I knew about were imports at the time. I looked outside and saw a Mustang and so I said “I think a Mustang would be my dream car” and then he leaned in and said “What year?” I was sweating bullets at this point. I had NO idea about Mustangs. I knew I didn’t like the new ones but a classic was nice. I randomly came up with a number and said “1964?” And he’s like “that’s the first generation mustang, so you’re telling me you know your stuff?” And I just smiled. I got the job. Worked there for two and a half years, met my husband there (who had gotten fired 4 months before I started but was rehired two years into my career there, so he has a bit of a butterfly effect story of his own). I feel if I had said anything other than 1964 Mustang, I would’ve never gotten that job. And yes, I know technically it was the 1964 1/2 Mustang. About a year into that job I did get a Mustang. I felt like it was the perfect fit as I had accidentally answered a question with the perfect answer."
( badwlf55).
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