Well, let me tell ya, that whole “f1 vegas merchandise” thing, it’s a real hoot! I heard folks talkin’ ’bout it down at the store. They got all sorts of stuff, like them hoodies and jackets. Keeps ya warm, I reckon, if you’re out there watchin’ them fancy cars go zoomin’ by.
Now, I ain’t never seen nothin’ like them Formula 1 cars. They say they’re faster than a greased pig on ice! And all the folks wearin’ them official F1 Racing Las Vegas Grand Prix clothing. They look real spiffy, even though I don’t quite get the whole thing. My grandson, he’s all about it though. He keeps yellin’ about “Puma merchandise” and “Fuel for Fans.” Sounds like somethin’ you put in a tractor, don’t it?
- They got hats too. Lots and lots of hats. Every color you can think of. Red, blue, green, even that fancy purple color that looks like a grape.
- And shirts! T-shirts, they call ’em. Got all them team names on ’em. Mercedes, Red Bull, McLaren, Ferrari… sounds like a bunch of fancy restaurants to me.
- And they ain’t cheap, mind you! My neighbor, she went and bought a hat for her boy, and it cost more than a whole chicken! Said it was a “special edition” somethin’ or other. Lord have mercy!
They sell all this stuff online, ya know. On the internet. My grandson showed me. He says you can find it on somethin’ called “**”. Sounds complicated to me. I’d rather just go down to the store and pick somethin’ out myself. At least that way I can touch it and see if it’s worth the money.
This “Formula Fan” store, they say it’s the biggest one in Vegas. Got all sorts of stuff. Team gear, they call it. Like jerseys and whatnot. My grandson, he wants a Red Bull jersey. Says it’ll make him faster. I told him, “Boy, you need more than a jersey to make you fast! You need to eat your vegetables!” He just rolled his eyes at me. Kids these days!
And talk about prices! Them tickets to see the race, they cost a fortune! My neighbor’s son, he wanted to go. Said he’d mow lawns all summer to pay for it. Even the cheap seats, they call ’em “general admission”, cost more than a new pair of shoes. And if you want a real seat, well, you better start savin’ your pennies now. Some of them cost more than my old pickup truck! Heard they got seats up to two thousand dollars! Can you believe that? For that much money I can have new tires on my pickup truck and fill the tank up like 20 times!
I heard someone say somethin’ ’bout an Argentine racer bein’ on pole position. Don’t know what that means, but it sounded important. They were throwin’ around numbers like “33.333%”. My head started spinnin’. Math was never my strong suit.
Anyway, this whole f1 vegas merchandise thing, it’s a big deal, I guess. Folks are spendin’ lots of money on it. Me? I’ll stick to my old overalls and my straw hat. They’re comfortable, and they don’t cost an arm and a leg. But hey, if them young folks wanna spend their money on fancy clothes and fast cars, that’s their business. Just as long as they don’t come drivin’ through my petunias!
But I have to say, all that racing stuff is making traffic a mess around here. It takes me an extra hour to get to the grocery store. Makes it harder for this old woman to get around. Oh and the noise. All those cars screaming like banshees. I have to admit, it gives my old heart a bit of a jolt now and then. I guess that’s what them fancy young folks call entertainment!
So there you have it, my take on this “f1 vegas merchandise” thing. A whole lot of fuss and a whole lot of money. But hey, that’s Vegas for ya!
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