i have to buy a new car. we all saw it coming -- the day when flora would no longer live to climb another mountain, make it another exit up the parkway or weather another storm. and while she still is creeping and crawling her way through life, it's just barely. clearly, her heart isn't in it.
fun, fun times. so what better way to go car shopping than by dragging along your two best friends with you? that's right. saturday, after we all dropped molly off at the groomers (the pekeapoo, that is, not the fabulous pin up girl), we had breakfast, and then we went to the volkswagen dealership. we meant to just look around a little, but then we found the most non-agressive car salesman ever, who's sales pitch, as KAT can tell you -- included man-handling the hood of the car (Look, it doesn't break!) which is an interesting pitch, certainly.
he sheepishly stood around a few of the cars, so it was me that made the first move - "so can we test drive this puppy?" and he went off to fetch the keys.
despite what j might tell you, i didn't try to kill us and i did not seriously test the ability of the brakes. pshaw. you downshift on the highway once and suddenly he's all up in your business with a panicked expression.
but seriously - it was less painful than i would have thought, and chances are, we'll buy a volkswagen, and we'll buy it from that guy. we're still going to test drive some other options, and hopefully the experience will be less than painful. i'm going to go in with the "we want to pay this. can you do it? yes? okay. no? okay. 7 other vw dealerships in the 15 mile radius."
keep your fingers crossed for us and any car buying tips - this means you, stac! -- please send 'em on.
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