dmccarty
Super Star Member
I had a sales guy try to use the key trick on me when trading in my first car for my first truck. It took TWO sales guys to test drive my z28.... 
When they came back they could not find the keys, the mechanic must have them or some such. :confused3:
Normally, I would have made an issue out of this, and I did have the extra key in my pocket, but what they did not know and what I was not telling them, was that I was buying a new truck that day. :laughing::laughing::laughing: They sure did not need to know that piece of information. So the key game was was meaningless to me and I let it go. I did get some flowers from the dealership a week after buying the truck. :laughing::laughing::laughing:
When I was buying my first car, I knew exactly what I wanted, I had researched prices, and the hard part was finding the car. This was well before the internet and the only information was in Edmunds and such. I was living in South FLA, which is infested with many people of shall we say, shady character. I started visiting various dealers to find the car I wanted and I could only find it on one lot even though I visiting every dealership in an hours drive. I visited one lot a hour away and they did not have the engine or tranny I wanted. The sales moron asked if I would buy that car that day. I said, that car is not what I want in any way shape or form but if you sell it cheap enough I will buy. The fun starts.
At that time I was 20 years old and looked younger. When I was 30 I got carded when buying a lottery ticket.:laughing::laughing::laughing: So the sales moron thinks I just fell off the turnip truck. We went back to his office and star talking. How much are you going to sell the car I ask. Several times. He refuses to answer and starts asking if I have any money to put down. What is the price of the car I ask? This goes around and around a few times. What he is trying to do is to get me to go home to get cash since I don't have a checking account, and put money down on the car. THEN he would tell me the price. MORON.
Of course he had to talk to his manager a few times to tell me the price but I never got the price on the car. Eventually, I got up and left the idiot's office. Now, this guy was really dumber than a box of rocks. I had an hour drive back home so I went to the bathroom. This FOOL saw me go into the bathroom. When I left said bathroom, the sales idiot and the manager were standing by the front door talking about ME. :laughing::laughing::laughing: The manager asked to the effect of, "Did he fall for it?" just as I walked from behind them and out the door. :laughing::laughing::laughing: As I walked by, I said, "No, I did not fall for it." :laughing::laughing::laughing:
Twits.
Now, I finally find the car at a dealer ship and we work out a price. Great. The sales guy calls me up at work and starts to go over the final price with me. Long story short, he tried to charge me sales tax on the list price of the car, not the sales price. If there had been another car in the area I would NOT bought the car from this fool. He pretended it was a mistake. Yeah, right. I get my car loan from the bank, which my parents had to co sign and we went to the dealership to sign the papers. I can't remember why but for some reason we end up talking with the sales manager who is sitting in a tower that looks DOWN on the Customer and the Customer has to look UP to the manager. Really? Anyway, the manger starts to give my dad and I a load of bovine scat about how a car is a good INVESTMENT. I chuckled inside and took a step back. :laughing::laughing::laughing:
Dear old dad looks like he did fall off the turnip truck. Needs to loose weight, has a crew cut irregardless if the crew cut is in or out of style, and this day, as usual, was wearing some rather old shorts, shoes and shirt. Dear old dad was slum'n and the manager took it hook line and sinker. See, dad was a finance professor and when the manager started talking about cars being a good investment I knew it was going to get interesting. :laughing::laughing::laughing: To give the manager a great deal of credit, he surly was a fast on his feet thinker. My dad let the manager talk "finance" a bit and then my dad started asking some pionted questions which hit home hard. The manager realized he had stepped into a big mess and started back peddling as quick as he could. Twas funny to watch but that manager tried to turn a lemon into lemonade ASAP. He was fast on his feet! He started asking my dad if he would teach a few classes to the sales team on finances. They would give him a good price on a car. :shocked::laughing::laughing::laughing: My dad turned the manager down, and he told my later, that he could not in good conscious help such dishonest people. We went to sign the papers...
The sales guy, after we already had agreed to the price, tried to charge me for floor mats, the door guards and trim pieces on the car. I told him that we had agreed to the price and I was not paying anymore money. He said the price did not include these items and we have to pay for these items which add up to another couple hundred dollars. I said bull, got up and walked out of his office. :laughing::laughing::laughing: We got to the dealer door before he rethought things. I really would not have bought from these liars but this was the ONLY car I could find after looking at a 6-10 dealerships. The rest of the dealerships where just as dishonest but this was South FLA...
Later,
Dan
When they came back they could not find the keys, the mechanic must have them or some such. :confused3:
Normally, I would have made an issue out of this, and I did have the extra key in my pocket, but what they did not know and what I was not telling them, was that I was buying a new truck that day. :laughing::laughing::laughing: They sure did not need to know that piece of information. So the key game was was meaningless to me and I let it go. I did get some flowers from the dealership a week after buying the truck. :laughing::laughing::laughing:
When I was buying my first car, I knew exactly what I wanted, I had researched prices, and the hard part was finding the car. This was well before the internet and the only information was in Edmunds and such. I was living in South FLA, which is infested with many people of shall we say, shady character.
I started visiting various dealers to find the car I wanted and I could only find it on one lot even though I visiting every dealership in an hours drive. I visited one lot a hour away and they did not have the engine or tranny I wanted. The sales moron asked if I would buy that car that day. I said, that car is not what I want in any way shape or form but if you sell it cheap enough I will buy. The fun starts.At that time I was 20 years old and looked younger. When I was 30 I got carded when buying a lottery ticket.
:laughing::laughing::laughing: So the sales moron thinks I just fell off the turnip truck. We went back to his office and star talking. How much are you going to sell the car I ask. Several times. He refuses to answer and starts asking if I have any money to put down. What is the price of the car I ask? This goes around and around a few times. What he is trying to do is to get me to go home to get cash since I don't have a checking account, and put money down on the car. THEN he would tell me the price. MORON.Of course he had to talk to his manager a few times to tell me the price but I never got the price on the car. Eventually, I got up and left the idiot's office. Now, this guy was really dumber than a box of rocks. I had an hour drive back home so I went to the bathroom. This FOOL saw me go into the bathroom. When I left said bathroom, the sales idiot and the manager were standing by the front door talking about ME. :laughing::laughing::laughing: The manager asked to the effect of, "Did he fall for it?" just as I walked from behind them and out the door. :laughing::laughing::laughing: As I walked by, I said, "No, I did not fall for it." :laughing::laughing::laughing:
Twits.
Now, I finally find the car at a dealer ship and we work out a price. Great. The sales guy calls me up at work and starts to go over the final price with me. Long story short, he tried to charge me sales tax on the list price of the car, not the sales price.
If there had been another car in the area I would NOT bought the car from this fool. He pretended it was a mistake. Yeah, right. I get my car loan from the bank, which my parents had to co sign and we went to the dealership to sign the papers. I can't remember why but for some reason we end up talking with the sales manager who is sitting in a tower that looks DOWN on the Customer and the Customer has to look UP to the manager. Really? Anyway, the manger starts to give my dad and I a load of bovine scat about how a car is a good INVESTMENT. I chuckled inside and took a step back. :laughing::laughing::laughing:Dear old dad looks like he did fall off the turnip truck. Needs to loose weight, has a crew cut irregardless if the crew cut is in or out of style, and this day, as usual, was wearing some rather old shorts, shoes and shirt. Dear old dad was slum'n and the manager took it hook line and sinker. See, dad was a finance professor and when the manager started talking about cars being a good investment I knew it was going to get interesting. :laughing::laughing::laughing: To give the manager a great deal of credit, he surly was a fast on his feet thinker. My dad let the manager talk "finance" a bit and then my dad started asking some pionted questions which hit home hard. The manager realized he had stepped into a big mess and started back peddling as quick as he could.
Twas funny to watch but that manager tried to turn a lemon into lemonade ASAP. He was fast on his feet! He started asking my dad if he would teach a few classes to the sales team on finances. They would give him a good price on a car. :shocked::laughing::laughing::laughing: My dad turned the manager down, and he told my later, that he could not in good conscious help such dishonest people. We went to sign the papers...The sales guy, after we already had agreed to the price, tried to charge me for floor mats, the door guards and trim pieces on the car.
I told him that we had agreed to the price and I was not paying anymore money. He said the price did not include these items and we have to pay for these items which add up to another couple hundred dollars. I said bull, got up and walked out of his office. :laughing::laughing::laughing: We got to the dealer door before he rethought things. I really would not have bought from these liars but this was the ONLY car I could find after looking at a 6-10 dealerships. The rest of the dealerships where just as dishonest but this was South FLA...Later,
Dan
