If I wanted to put those monstrosities on my new car, then it was up to me
Dad gave me a car when I graduated from high school, and I was thrilled. He told me that this was just a temporary gift until we could go out and do some car shopping together. The first thing I wanted to do was make the car mine. I thought it would be great to put some vehicle graphics on the car. I found these really cool graphics that made the car look like it was staring at the car behind me. I bought the vehicle graphics kit, thinking it should be no harder to do than the transfers we did as kids. I also bought some pink polka dots to put on the doors. When I brought my package into the house, my father asked what I was doing. I showed him the cool vehicle graphics I had bought, but my father nixed it. He said there was no way he was going to allow me to put those things on his car. I pouted and started to cry while blurting out that he gave me the car. He then reminded me that it was only temporary. He was going to take me car shopping in a few short weeks. If I wanted to put those monstrosities on my new car, then it was up to me. Until then, the vehicle graphics had to go back into the bag. Although I sulked a bit, I understood what he was saying. In the meantime, I had my vehicle graphics tucked away in my room, and every night I promised them they would soon have a new home.