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Warrior Woman Does Not Buy a New Car

It’s a beautiful day in Pensacola, I had baby duty all morning, but the afternoon is mine. I’ve been wanting to buy a new car; I could buy it and have it waiting for me when I come back. I know the car I want, the model, the color, everything I want – and do not want. The only thing that holds me back is that I hate the whole car buying process. I remember Saturn – nice car, pretty colors, drove well and you walk in and there is one price, and that is the price for everyone. I don’t know what happened. They stopped making Saturns.

So first, I just decided to see if I could find the place. I found it. Then I decided to drive around the lot and see what they had. I did that. Then I decided just to walk into the lobby and see if they had anything like price sheets there, although I had already done my research online. There was a nice young man waiting outside just for me, and he took me on a test drive. Here is what is really cool. Have you ever driven a car so new that it had one mile on the odometer?

I love the car. I had one like it before. This particular car had some features I didn’t care about and don’t want to pay for.

I know what I want. I know what I want to pay. He showed me figures. I told him what I wanted and what I was willing to pay. He printed out a bunch of stuff so he could explain to me why the car he wanted to sell me was going to cost more. I told him what I wanted and what I was willing to pay for it. He had to go talk to his manager. He came back with more figures. I told him what I wanted and what I was willing to pay for it. He went to get his manager.

I told him what I wanted and what I was willing to pay for it. He said he couldn’t sell me the car at that price, so I smiled and shook everybody’s hands and thanked them for their time and I left, after more discussion. I think they were shocked I walked out. I was shocked too.

And delighted.

“But you still don’t have the car!” my son reminded me.

I know I don’t have the car. It’s OK. I have time. I don’t know if this makes sense to you, but I just feel so good! I didn’t buy a car I didn’t want! I stuck by my guns! I know what I want (and what I don’t want and don’t want to pay for) and what I am willing to pay, and I believe with all my heart I am going to find my car at my price (it’s a reasonable price.) I am so proud of myself for not being talked into buying the car I didn’t want at the price I didn’t want to pay!

February 24, 2010 - Posted by | Adventure, Aging, Communication, Customer Service, Family Issues, Financial Issues, Florida, Humor, Living Conditions, Marketing, Shopping

6 Comments »

  1. I am very proud of you. You knew what you wanted and didn’t let them talk you into something else. Car salesmen can be so intimidating, and the process of buying a car – especially with the haggling – ugh! Exhausting. But you kept control of the situation and walked away.

    I’ve been there too. A few years back, just around Christmas time, I went into a dealership and found the car I wanted. As you did, I told them what I wanted to pay for it and the salesman went away to ‘talk to his manager’. Instead of sitting, waiting, and fretting over the counteroffer, etc. I pulled out my Christmas card list and made myself comfortable – at the salesman’s desk – and did my cards. He could have taken all the time he needed because if he wasn’t back before my cards were done, the sale was off for me. He did go back and forth a couple times, and I stuck to my guns, and eventually we came to terms. MY terms. And he got a last minute Christmas commission so we both made out on the deal.

    Comment by Saladsnail | February 24, 2010 | Reply

  2. Good for you! It’s hard to deal well with car salesmen.

    Comment by Sondy | February 24, 2010 | Reply

  3. Kudos. I am like you in that respect. my friends and family call it being ‘difficult’, ‘snappy’ and ‘uncooperative’. They just dont understand that ppl like us do not like to be manipulated and pushed around. we are not push overs!

    Comment by Mrm | February 24, 2010 | Reply

  4. My theory on why the American tax payer is more than willing to let the American car manufacturers go down the drain because of the Aggravation the car buyers in the states go through when they want to buy a car . Everything in the states is price tagged ,what you see is what you pay ,except the cars ,you have to haggle . Over the years this has built the resentment to American car makers . Foreign car makers came in the game later so the Aggravation generated in the subconscious of the American buyer is less ,however they built their reputation on quality ,that’s why we see the backlash against Toyota now because American buyers feel betrayed .

    Mr Toyoda Do you need any help with the investigation on capitol hill ??? I am ready for the right price , and No i wont accept a corolla as a payment for my services .

    Bottom line , I am proud of you for walking out on this group of blood suckers

    Comment by daggero | February 24, 2010 | Reply

  5. You guys are what make me love blogging. You totally GET what I am saying. There is something about the car buying process that is disturbing to me. There is some kind of shell game going on. It’s all in those figures. It’s like they print them on paper, so they will appear to have some reality, but from where do they pull those figures??

    To me, it’s like an ice cream cone. No, I don’t want whip cream. No, I don’t want sprinkles. Yes, I like the chocolate dip. Aren’t I the customer? Am I not supposed to get it my way? Buying a car, I should be able to look at a menu and say “this this and this” and not be forced to take something extra that I don’t want!

    Comment by intlxpatr | February 25, 2010 | Reply

  6. Way. To. Go.!! One thing I dread about our return to the US is having to procure not one but TWO new vehicles. Even following you around on souq trips has not made me into a good bargainer 🙂

    Comment by grammy | February 26, 2010 | Reply


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