My father gave me a motorcar when I graduated from school, plus I was ecstatic.
He told me that this was just a temporary gift until we were able to go out plus do some motorcar shopping together.
The first thing I had the desire to do was make the motorcar mine. I was thinking that it would be good to put some motorcar graphics on the car. I found these especially cool graphics that made the motorcar look like it was staring at the motorcar behind me. I purchased the motorcar graphics kit, thinking it would be no more difficult than doing the transfers of the past as kids. I also decided to get some pink polka dots to put on the doors. When I took my package into the dwelling, my father asked what I was doing. I showed him the spectacular motorcar graphics I had bought, however my father nixed it. He was telling me there was no way he was going to allow me to put those things on his car. I pouted plus started to cry while blurting out that he gave me the car in the first place. He then reminded me that it was only temporary. He meant to take me motorcar shopping in a few short weeks. If I had the wish to put those monstrosities on my new car, then that would be my decision. Until then, the motorcar graphics had to go back into the bag. Although I sulked to some degree, I understood what he was saying. In the meantime, I had my motorcar graphics tucked away in my bedroom, plus every evening I promised them they would have a new home soon.