I got talked into allowing someone to do their business advertising on my car.
I was told the vinyl wrapping wouldn’t be much more than having a few vinyl sides placed on my door and maybe a vinyl wrap on my bumper.
I talked to my husband, and he told me it was my car, but to make sure I got everything in writing before the vinyl wrapping was installed. I got a contract from the business that wanted the advertising done, and it said I had to keep it on the car for a minimum of three months, once the vinyl wrapping was installed. I was told which auto customization shop to take my car to, and I got an advanced payment for the advertising. Even before I pulled my car out of the auto customization shop, I was loathing the vinyl wrapping. The wrapping encompassed my entire car, and it was hideous. I refused to drive the car anywhere I would be seen and recognized. I didn’t want people to know it was me that was driving the car. The vinyl wrapping was on my windows, over the car, and it glowed in the dark. I felt like a beacon that could be seen from outer space, advertising for an alien invasion. I knew it probably wasn’t that bad, but I felt conspicuous with all this writing on my car, advertising some new product that I would never consider using. I kept the car parked in the garage most of the time, because I wouldn’t drive it when my family was with me. I couldn’t wait for the three months to be over.