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Doug Kanter
 
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"jmcquown" > wrote in message
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> Doug Kanter wrote:
>> "jmcquown" > wrote in message
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>>> Doug Kanter wrote:
>>>> "jmcquown" > wrote in message
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>>>>> jmcquown wrote:
>>>>>> Andy wrote:
>>>>>>> jmcquown wrote:
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>> 100,000 mile/10 year warranty including powertrain and 24/7 free
>>>>>>>> roadside assistance. That plus an excellent little car, can't
>>>>>>>> beat it with a stick
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Do you mean can't beat a manual transmission or the old saying?
>>>>>>>
>>>>>>> Andy
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Both. I always drive manual transmissions
>>>>>>
>>>>>> Jill
>>>>>
>>>>> Why is it car dealers always want to sell me an automatic? I state
>>>>> specifically I want a standard transmission and they are all agape
>>>>> and agog - are you sure?! They still try to show me automatics.
>>>>> No, I don't want one. Yes, I'm sure. Why does that surprise them
>>>>> so much?
>>>>
>>>> Because they don't have as many standards on the lot most of the
>>>> time, and sometimes none at all. They figure you'll walk and head to
>>>> another dealer.
>>>
>>> Which I would, if they didn't have standards on the lot. But no,
>>> this was more like "but you're a WOMAN..."
>>>
>>> Jill

>>
>> What putzes, those salesmen. I bought my Toyota pickup from a woman
>> at the dealership. The showroom floor was spotless, so I slid under
>> the truck to look at attachment points for a towing hitch. She came
>> over, asked what I was looking at, slid under there with me, and gave
>> me a guided tour of all sorts of design features. Amazing product
>> knowledge. AND....she was a real dish! Too bad she had a ring on. I
>> could've spent a lot more time under there with her. :-(

>
> LOL Perhaps she'd encountered you in the produce aisle, hence the ring
>
> Back in the early '80's I went car shopping with my mom. She knew what
> she
> wanted. She (and Dad) had done their Consumer Reports research, etc. We
> looked around the lot, she found the model and features she wanted. The
> salesman took us to his office. The first thing he did was say something
> stupid like, "If you have to call your husband for permission we'll wait
> until he comes in." HUH?! We were outraged; I really couldn't believe
> he'd
> just said that. Mom replied, "Excuse me, I don't have to ask for
> 'permission' to buy anything. I was fully prepared to talk to you and if
> we
> came to an agreement, to write you a check IN FULL. Guess what, we're
> leaving."
>
> When we got home she told my dad and he called the manager of the
> dealership. Not only can his wife buy whatever she wants without his
> 'permission', they certainly would never buy anything from the dealership
> and indeed would tell *everyone* they knew not to buy anything from them,
> either.
>
> Wonder how long that crass salesman lasted after losing a (think 1985
> prices) $30,000 cash on the barrel-head sale?
>
> Jill
>
>


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