****ing car dealers / salesmen. What is wrong with this bloody country at the moment?
This is basically a short summary of how it's gone for me since Saturday trying to buy a new car, which in the current climate has been as successful as trying to use a chocolate unicycle to escape a burning building i.e. I'm getting nowhere and look like I've **** myself in the process.
Me: I would like to give you my money in exchange for a car.
Dealership: What do you have in mind?
Me: I know what spec and accessories I want. I'd like a 2 litre...
Dealership: No you don't, you want a 1.8.
Me: Oh... okay.
Dealership: But there's none in the country. Or coming in to the country. In fact we've probably stopped making them as of two minutes ago.
Me: Oh... then...
Dealership: So how about a 2 litre diesel?
Me: Well 3 years ago you advised me I probably don't do enough mileage to recoup the cost...
Dealership: Yeah yeah yeah whatever. Test drive it and see what you think
Me: Okay.
Dealership: So what did you think? Isn't it fan-bloody-tastic?
Me: Well actually I don't do enough mileage and...
Dealership: Nah, didn't think so. You'll be wanting a 1.8 see. Shame there's none in the country. Or being made. In fact they might never really have existed in the first place... How about this 1.8 I've just found? It's as rare as hen's teeth!
Me: But that's got loads of accessories I don't want, none of the ones I wanted and is ?3000 more than...
Dealership: HENS TEETH!!!!!!!!
and then there's today's experience in Gods Waiting Room aka: the local Honda dealership.
Me: Hello, I'd like to give you some money for a nice new car.
St Peter: Holy ****ing ****!... Sorry, but can you come back tomorrow.
Me: Erm.. what?
St Peter: Yeah see we're really busy. And there's only one salesman on. There's loads of old coffin dodgers in front of you who need to be seen before they die and stink up the place. Come back some other time.
Me: I.. erm.. ok, will I need to make an appointment or...
St Peter: Whatever pal. Next!!!
To summarise: I HATE CAR SALESMEN!!!!!
This is basically a short summary of how it's gone for me since Saturday trying to buy a new car, which in the current climate has been as successful as trying to use a chocolate unicycle to escape a burning building i.e. I'm getting nowhere and look like I've **** myself in the process.
Me: I would like to give you my money in exchange for a car.
Dealership: What do you have in mind?
Me: I know what spec and accessories I want. I'd like a 2 litre...
Dealership: No you don't, you want a 1.8.
Me: Oh... okay.
Dealership: But there's none in the country. Or coming in to the country. In fact we've probably stopped making them as of two minutes ago.
Me: Oh... then...
Dealership: So how about a 2 litre diesel?
Me: Well 3 years ago you advised me I probably don't do enough mileage to recoup the cost...
Dealership: Yeah yeah yeah whatever. Test drive it and see what you think
Me: Okay.
Dealership: So what did you think? Isn't it fan-bloody-tastic?
Me: Well actually I don't do enough mileage and...
Dealership: Nah, didn't think so. You'll be wanting a 1.8 see. Shame there's none in the country. Or being made. In fact they might never really have existed in the first place... How about this 1.8 I've just found? It's as rare as hen's teeth!
Me: But that's got loads of accessories I don't want, none of the ones I wanted and is ?3000 more than...
Dealership: HENS TEETH!!!!!!!!
and then there's today's experience in Gods Waiting Room aka: the local Honda dealership.
Me: Hello, I'd like to give you some money for a nice new car.
St Peter: Holy ****ing ****!... Sorry, but can you come back tomorrow.
Me: Erm.. what?
St Peter: Yeah see we're really busy. And there's only one salesman on. There's loads of old coffin dodgers in front of you who need to be seen before they die and stink up the place. Come back some other time.
Me: I.. erm.. ok, will I need to make an appointment or...
St Peter: Whatever pal. Next!!!
To summarise: I HATE CAR SALESMEN!!!!!
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