I mentioned the other day that Karin and I recently bought a car. It was fun driving off the lot in a nearly new Nissan Sentra (or so Karin tells me), but there was quite a bit of stress and angst to be dealt with before we reached that satisfying end result.
A Plan Only Works If You Stick To It
We had a plan: go to Sound Ford and look at the dark blue 2006 Sentra and ONLY the dark blue 2006 Sentra. Period. If they don’t have it anymore, we leave. If they have it, but it’s overpriced or beat to hell, we leave. If they try to show us anything other than what we came to see, we leave. It was so simple.
Sound Ford didn’t have the car we came to see, but did we leave? No. We test drove a black 2006 Altima. It was a nice car, but it had its cosmetic faults: some chipped paint and a CD player that looked a bit abused, stuff like that. Overall, though, we both liked it so we went inside to see about buying it. It only took two minutes from the time we sat down to negotiate for Karin and I to realize our salesperson was a complete slimeball.
I was actually sort of amazed at the audacity exhibited. This kid, who was easily fifteen years my junior, honestly believed he could fleece me. I could see the hubris in his eyes; I could hear it in his speech. Hell, he even shook hands like he thought he did it better than everyone else. He wouldn’t tell me the price of the Altima until after he’d learned how much financing we had, and then wondered why we balked at the number he quoted. He patronized us without reservation, but then seemed surprised when I told him the conversation was finished and that we were going to buy a car elsewhere.
The trouble with car salesmen such as the troglodytes we dealt with at Sound Ford is that they simply refuse to accept the fact they they’ve lost the sale. It’s as silly as a fisherman pleading with the One That Got Away to please, oh please, bite back onto the hook! There we were, driving off the Sound Ford lot in total disgust, and there’s our salesjerk, walking next to our car, bent over and talking to us through the window, “I thought you liked the car!”
“I did like the car,” I replied. “What I didn’t like was the price.”
“Well, what if it was only $15,000?”
Now, I should make it clear that I would have been happy to pay $15,000 for the Altima, had that been the price he originally quoted me when we were sitting at the negotiating table. But considering the new price was $4,991 less than what he had originally offered, all I could do was shake my head and laugh and inform him he was an idiot and should look for a different career.
I swear, after my visit to Sound Ford, I felt like I needed a trip to a decontamination tent.
All’s Well That Ends Well
After stopping for some lunch and taking time to calm ourselves (Karin was even more incensed from the experience than I was), we headed over to Younker Nissan. Unlike Sound Ford, Younker had every car we had seen online and each one of them had the sticker price right there on the car. Not only that, but our salesperson was friendly and arrogance-free. In fact, he seemed genuinely thrilled we had come to see him about a car and did everything he could to make us comfortable and content. We ended up buying our new ride from him.
Karin and I left Younker Nissan extremely happy and completely convinced we had made a good purchase. We both agreed that as much as we would vehemently discourage anyone from stepping foot onto the lot of Sound Ford, we would, with equal vigor, recommend Younker to anyone looking at buying a Nissan.
Call of the Vile
Karin and I arrived home with the new car and the kids informed us that Sound Ford had phoned some hours before – probably mere minutes after we had left their lot – requesting another audience with Karin and me. That bit of news just made our new purchase all the sweeter. The losers at Sound Ford were so desperate that they went so far as to call our house begging for another chance. I resisted the temptation to call them back and instead went outside and took a good long look at our beautiful new car.