Monday – back home in Pennsylvania. I arrived at the Harrisburg airport to find my Rubicon sandwiched between two other Jeep Wranglers. It’s definitely “a Jeep thing.” I’m home!
I’ve had Jeep Cherokees before, but this is my first Wrangler. The salesman questioned why I didn’t want a more comfortable Grand Cherokee (I guess “at my age” he thought I would want comfort over cool, but I’m tired of the Mom Jeep). I love bouncing around in this Rubicon – and I use the excuse that we do sell farmland and have to drive through the fields sometimes. Very rarely. But that’s my line.
One thing I was’t expecting was having to get used to the Jeep Wave. I had heard about it but until you are driving one – and every Wrangler that goes by gives you this cool finger wave you may not get the concept. Now I find myself tempted to do the Jeep Wave even when I’m not driving the Wrangler. It’s sort of like the low down wave that Harley riders give each other as they pass. Yeah, it’s a Jeep thing.
I’m happy to be home, and ready to plow through all the messages and the stack of files on my desk. I always come back from these trips energized and full of ideas. I learned how to do some things on one of our software platforms that I can’t wait to show the agents at Tuesday’s office meeting. Back to work!