Tuesday, June 28, 2011


So I FINALLY got ahold of the mechanic, who turned out not to be the mechanic but some guy who was "just cleaning up the shop." I asked when the mechanics would be back from vacation and he said "I don't know. Maybe August? Also, they asked me to call you to get your van before something bad happens to it." WTF? I cannot write that bigger. WTF!? We went and looked at new (to us) cars last night and I found a super-cute one that called to me. Low miles, great interior, awesome gas mileage, and a noticible lack of duct tape. Sporty and sassy even. People, it had reclining back seats. Can you imagine how that felt, staring down the eve of a 15 hour road trip with a five year old, to imagine that I could RECLINE HIS SEAT? And there was a plug for my iPod. Not a cassette adapter with an MP3 attachment, but an actual USB, built in. There were blades on every single wiper. Eli kept saying "Mama, can we take this one home? I love this car!" Me too, Baby. Me too. Sat down to negotiate price, which was going well, and then some stuff happened, a low price was demanded, said price was shot down, and we were escorted out quickly and efficiently. I LOVED this car and I'm still trying to figure out how I can go back while maintaining my family's dignity and my negotiating power. I don't think it's going to happen. I am seriously just one cluster-fuck away from banging my head on something.

1 comment:

  1. WTF is right! I am going to have to say I am less than impressed with this mechanic. He must be beyond good and cheap to keep his clientele with indefinite vacations.

    But OMG the new car does sound fantastic. I SO hope you get it. You would think in this economy they would take whatever reasonable low ball offer any one offered.