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Hello.

I am just back from test driving a fairly 'nice' car at a particular car dealership which will remain unnamed becasue I don't want to get sued or slapped.

The stupid fucker of a salesman managed to talk himself out of a sale. The car had some problems and clearly had not been looked after for many years. But eh engine was good and all it really needed was a wiper fixed and a mirror repaired.

I was willing to haggle.

But the stupid fucking car salesman wasn't.

In fact, he wanted me to pay for the repair of the mirror and wiper!

What a fucking tool!
I had a large wad in my trousers (and some cash too) that could have been his.
It was there for the taking.

But he had to go and ruin it all by asking me for Fifty quid to fix the stuff.....on a car he owned!

The car industry on it's knees, hardly anybody going out looking to buy any vehicle let alone a ten-year-old banger, a car that has been sitting around in the showroom for over a month...and this sad bastard (who owned the garage) denies his kids their dinner for the next three months.

Anyone ever come across (ooer!) a retarded knobjockey of this ilk before?

JB, you can tell me the name. I won't sue or slap you.

There are jerks everywhere. Unless he was just following orders from his bosses. Not sure on the specifics.

If it makes you feel any better:
...my wife, our toddler, an old pal of mine, and I were coming out of a restaurant the other night -- but we arrived to the door at exactly the same time a young-to-middle-aged couple were coming inside the restaurant. The guy then held open the door as we straggled out and sarcastically said "You're welcome!" after we had all made it past him. I guess he wanted us to kiss his shoes or was trying to impress "his lady" or both. I'll never know cause I just said "thanks" and we kept on moving.

The older I get, the more I think life is just too short to lose sleep over the abundance of idiots around the place.

(p.s. Unless that guy happened to be you -- in which case I apologize for not 'snapping to' and saying thank you quicker...)

JB

Once had a similar experience with a computer salesman. Prick refused me a discount on a display model. Diddled himself out of a grand. Just went across the road and got the same thing, boxed and all shiny happy for about a ton less than the knobhead wanted. With a desk thrown in.

Did a story with you in it by the way...

Simon Cowell with Moobs and a soapy tit wank.

Fucking shameful, I know.

But there you go.

Sorry

Skoob

RE: JB/Cars

During my recent quest for a car, I responded to an ad for a 2005 350Z convert at the local Nissan dealer, that was about $7k below comparable models in a 30 mile search. I immediately called, to see if the car was there and went down.

They had just taken it in, and it wasn't even detailed, but already advertised on line with a price, but no picture.

Well....turns out somebody's parents bought this car for their darling spoiled daughter the inside looked like she kept a Saint Benard in it; muddy footprints all over the seats, dash, WINDOWS, and the floor mats were caked in mud.

The black body had about 22 inverted ping marks, without the paint broken, that looked like someone had used a ball peen hammer wrapped in a velvet drape; the windshield had 2 stars in it, the wheel wells were caked in mud, and the front mag wheels were somehow stained black, which wouldn't come off, and I tried with my finger nails. The convertible top had a large rip in it, and was faded.....I drove the car, and it drove fine.

I had looked up the average price, and after seeing the car knew the dealer couldn't have given the bitch less than $5k that they were asking for it,
AS IS!

I told them they needed to repair the windshield, fix the dents, detail the car and put on a new top and I'd give them $2k cash more than they were asking.

They said they'd call after the car was completed.

Long story short; 4 days later they call. Car is back, I go up. Dents are pretty much fixed, windshield patched, wheels still caked, said they'd paint them, catch this....instead of replacing the top, they installed 2 identical strips on both side of the roof (so they'd match),(they didn't, looked like shit) and called it good, and raised the price $6k.....I took a pass, and two days later found my Porsche for $6k less, in better shape & with less miles.... I sent them a picture!!!

PS: I had already bought one car from these people...and they would have had this one on the lot for about 5 days if they had taken their head out of their ass....luckily they didn't....got a better car in better shape, for less money and with more "fun" built in.......

HEY, IT'S THE ECONOMY STUPID!!!!

Cap

That's fucking amazing.

Really.

We wuz rivetted.

Anne Shuttlecock reckons you need to get out more

Try golf, or blasting mosquitoes with a flame thrower.

You know it makes sense.

Shuttlecock.

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Cap

That's fucking amazing.

Really.

We wuz rivetted.

Anne Shuttlecock reckons you need to get out more

Try golf, or blasting mosquitoes with a flame thrower.

You know it makes sense.

Shuttlecock.

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...considering a german co2 pellet gun to take down the mosquitos...but on second thought, the 12ga. might work better for a mass kill...

....and tell Anne for me, just for that I'm not taking her shopping with me...with the top down...at 85....looking for bread....

and as for you....may every gay wine drinker jump the queue...

(just kidding....?)

The only thing worse than buying a car is being in womens' prison.

MAYbe.

When I lived in Texas, I could go shopping in regular clothes. Like blue jeans, a T-shirt and sneakers. No big deal.

If you go shopping dressed like that in San Francisco, snotty old ladies say things like, "This costs $150, sir. Is that in your budget?"

Give me a break, bitch. It's just 150 bucks.

And I refuse to put on a suit to go shopping.

On the other hand, the way things work in San Francisco, I'll probably have to break down and wear a suit anyway if I want to get laid again anytime soon.

And I'll need shinier shoes ...

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Quote: Skoob1999

JB

Once had a similar experience with a computer salesman. Prick refused me a discount on a display model. Diddled himself out of a grand. Just went across the road and got the same thing, boxed and all shiny happy for about a ton less than the knobhead wanted. With a desk thrown in.

Did a story with you in it by the way...

Simon Cowell with Moobs and a soapy tit wank.

Fucking shameful, I know.

But there you go.

Sorry

Skoob

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Spaceybaby, I have to tell ya that I always hold the door open for people but sometimes i will crack and just slam the thing over on some fucker that things I'm Jesus Doorman.

PS: the car place was called ********* *** and it's in *****, ** ****, *******.
A total joke of a place.
All the dealer need was a Stetson and some cowboy boots to complete the look.

Skoob, I'll have to check that story out immediately. Sounds filthy and disgusting...hang on a minute while I have a good ol' read...

Morse, the thing that gets me the most about the ads for cars on internet sites is the cheekiness of the salesmen putting up a price hundreds of quid cheaper than the price you see when you turn up to view it.
Luckily the place is just a mile up the road from where I live/squat/cower.

And the state of the cars!

I knew the signs were bad when I turned up and saw a chap out power-hosing the INTERIOR of a car.

The body work on all of them was pretty much fine, no rust and all had new tyres - but you'd at least expect the owner to wash the bloody things and make sure they looked shiny and 'nice' instead of dust-covered, green mildewed and with bird shit plastered all across the body.
I opened the bonnet ('hood' to you fine Americans) on seven or eight cars and found cobwebs, half a tree branch and a piece of a child's dummy('soother')! I shit you not!

No water in the window washers, seatbelts tucked underneath the oil-stained seats, wet seats (from the power-hosing, no doubt)....


Geneva Slim, I know what you mean. Them bitches can really shake you down over a lost bit of soap in the shower, I can tell you.

SFO, you should try going naked. I think the look could work for you in San Francisco. They'd be like 'Whoah! This guy must be mega rich and powerful to go around in the nip".
It could be like your own experiment of the 'Emperor's New Clothes' theory.

JB: I think you either have to go to a "reputable" dealer (sic) and pay a bit more, or hit the classifieds and deal with a private seller....these backyard car guys are going to just sell shit....badly abused, no maintenance vehicles that they picked up at the junk yard or at auctions....no one is a match for these guys unless you're a crack mechanic, have one eye and carry a dagger in your belt....

Disregard Skoob....this is a Self Help Thread for frustrated Car Buyers...

...and I did get points for most boring Forum post....every bit counts!

Sterling Morse

Sadly this car seller is supposedly a 'reputable' dealer with a long trading history.

I don't know how or why...........

He has some good stock but he really doesn't give a fuck about polishing it up to a generally acceptable standard.



PS: Skoob, 5 jaundiced thumbs for the Man Boobs tale!
It's like looking into a mirror. At my moobs.

And hows that for great product placement: the win tickets to the X-Factor advert right in the middle of the page!

On a side note, I was getting worried I was becoming a bit of a fat bastard and noticed the enlarged protuberances in my chestal area.
Thankfully I have now lost almost 2 Stone and those bad boys are nearly as flat as a pancake.
I can show you them if you want.
No?
It's really no bother.


You can even touch them........oops, wrong character!

No thanks.

Liverpool 2 down at Goodison.

I shan't sleep tonight...

They won it 5 times you know...

Regards

Skoob.

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Quote: Skoob1999

No thanks.

Liverpool 2 down at Goodison.

I shan't sleep tonight...

They won it 5 times you know...

Regards

Skoob.

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....GO SOX, BEAT GOODISON....WELL, MAYBE BLACKBURN......OR NOT!

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Quote: Jesus Budda

SFO, you should try going naked. I think the look could work for you in San Francisco. They'd be like 'Whoah! This guy must be mega rich and powerful to go around in the nip".

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Thanks for the advice.

This jail cell is much smaller than I thought it would be.

It's drafty down here, too.

Sure wish I had some clothes on.

Too much information son.

Your English stepdad.

(The ginger one)