This post is eerily timely.
Yesterday I pulled into my office's parking lot, which has a few EV Level 2 chargers that are free to use for employees. Upon parking at an EV spot, as per usual, I popped open the frunk lid (to retrieve my briefcase) and charger door from inside, got out, and was in the process of hooking up the charger when out of the corner of my eye I saw someone approaching me from the other side of the parking lot. I turned and saw a sweet older lady who had to have been well into her 70s, trotting towards me with a noticeable pep in her step. Despite her age, she moved with the energy of a puppy, which wasn't all that surprising given that here in Colorado, we have tons of elderly people that remain quite spry due to our outdoor culture; the Merrill trail runners she was wearing on her feet, supported this.
"Is that a Lucid?!" she exclaimed, loud enough for other people in the parking lot to turn and look over at us. "Sure is" I responded, surprised that she knew what it was. She was quite excited to see it, explaining that she has had a Model S for many years and while she loved it, began to tire of having to explain to friends that she was not an Elon Musk fan. She went on to describe a few situations in the past where she had to defend herself to friends and family that assumed she had similar political/social views of Elon, and that the thought of driving a Tesla was beginning to make her "skin crawl". I laughed, and expressed my agreement with her, saying that I wouldn't own a Tesla if I was given one for free for all the reasons she stated and more, including their legendarily poor build quality and customer service.
Of course, I opened the Air up and invited her to climb into the interior, which she excitedly accepted - I really got a kick out of that too, since most people tend to decline, at least the first invite, as a matter of politeness. Not this lady, though - she hopped in almost before I could finish getting the words out. She sat in every seat of the Air, touched every switch, flicked the steering wheel knobs, raised and lowered the pilot panel, slid the center console door back and forth, etc. I showed her the frunk and trunk, lifted up the false floor highlighting the space and she just marveled at the cargo capacity. "I could fit a lot of Alpo in there!", she blurted. I grinned in amusement watching this elderly woman soak in the Air's interior with the focused joy and curiosity of a toddler playing with an object they'd never seen before.
As she felt every surface and interacted with every switch and button, she "ooh-ed" and "aah-ed", reveling in the quality. "My Tesla definitely doesn't feel this nice!", she said as she was about to get out from the passenger seat. I told her that was a major reason why a Tesla was never in the cards for me since I'm a bit of a stickler for the finer details in cars, being a gearhead and all.
I then offered to take her for a spin and her eyes immediately sparkled. "Wait, let me get in the back seat - that's where my family would be if I bought one of these. I want to feel it from their perspective". She lept into the seat behind the driver seat and immediately marveled at the space. "Is your seat all the way up?! I can't touch the back of your seat!" she laughed as she leaned forward, trying to touch the front seat back with her hands and fingers stretched. "Nope, this is set to how I always drive", I replied. "Wow, you're HUGE, too! I can't believe I have this much space!" While I'm a bigger guy at over 6" 2' and with a bodybuilder frame, I'm certainly not huge (George Foreman is HUGE. An NFL O-Line player is HUGE. I'm not.), but she was a very petite woman. I just laughed and away we went.
I took the normal drive around the office park, which consists of the typical roads in such places: concrete divided streets, boulevards with speed limits around 45mph, gentle, meandering curves, office park cul de sacs, and the like. Matching her enthusiasm, I drove the Air in a spirited manner (as one does) and it was just what the doctor ordered; she squealed with glee with every g-force induced turn and poke at the accelerator pedal. I got onto the highway and cruised a bit at 95mph, which is very easy to do in my neck of the woods as most traffic is traveling at 85 on our 75mph highways. "How fast do you think we're going?" I asked her. "Oh, about 70, I'd say". "Really, why don't you have a look", I told her. In the rear view mirror, I saw her lean over, squint, and then her eyebrows raised. "Wow, this is a really quiet car! I had no idea! My Tesla sounds like a barn in a tornado on the highway". I could barely stifle my laughter as I headed back to the office.
Upon getting out, she thanked me for taking the time and I expressed my pleasure at being able to show off my car to someone who was truly an enthusiast. Notably, she said that while she was wanting to get out of a Tesla because of Elon, after being in the Lucid, she now knew "what [she'd] been missing out on", remarking that the build quality and refinement was "no comparison". She asked me where she could get more info on the Air and I directed her to the Cherry Creek Mall location of the Denver Lucid showroom and told her to speak to Danny, my sales consultant. She beamed and skipped away to her white Model S on the other side of the parking lot.
The whole situation left me tickled all day, not just because of the Lucid enthusiasm, but because the woman was such a fun little firecracker of a person. Zoomed out a bit, however, I couldn't help but remark that the whole situation reminded me of the types of buyers that Tesla has, and that many of them are the forward-thinking, progressive types of people who originally bought a Tesla for its technology and environmental friendliness. As Elon has "gone down the rabbit hole and wearing tin foil hats" (her words), Tesla buyers like this are feeling alienated and even attacked in their social circles which has some - like this lady - wanting to rid themselves of their connection to the brand.