So… We “got rid” of our Infiniti on Monday. I guess the guy is a mechanic who’s going to be fixing it up and resale the car.
Now comes the impossible task of finding a reliable car that will fit a budget on a string, literally… not to mention the hassles of having to deal with low-life car salesmen… I wonder why car salesmen have to be suck pricks and jackasses, like most of the police officers I have dealt with — that’s not to say all of them are jerks… but clearly pricks outnumber the non-pricks for most people I know to dislike them…
Anyway… Grace found some interesting possibilities… Maybe we’ll deal with Internet car sales people this time… geek-to-geek talks… Plus we are not going to spend hours haggling with the sales people anymore… We’ll go right before the dealership closes (we’ll see how late they can play the good-cop/bad-cop game). Also, we have Bryan on our side this time…. Anytime we smell something fishy, we’ll use him as an excuse to get out of the dealership, pronto…