Is there anything worse? Seriously?
We've come to the time when we need two cars. I mentioned before that we gave our SUV to our son-in-law over a year ago. No need for a big vehicle to schlep soccer players from school to practice, or ballet dancers vying for the lead, as my nest was empty.
During that time I've not missed having two cars. In fact, my husband has been my chauffeur for the last two years. It's kind of nice.
But we live in an area without public transportation, except on a very limited, touristy basis. And being left without transportation when he is gone is getting old. So off to the car lots we go. Only two lots and we were exhausted. I think I'm done. I won't be test driving many, because I just can't handle the tactics used to sell them. The one I hate the most is the "delay, delay, delay." We're going for a test drive and the second lot asks for our drivers licenses to take inside to copy. Okay, sounds reasonable. But he's in there forever! I wanted to ask him how the sneaky credit check turned out...
Off we go for the test drive and he tries to use the very hi-tech, voice-activated navigation system to tell us where the nearest restaurant is located. Only he doesn't know how to use it, and keeps giving it the wrong commands. We sit in a bank parking lot for ten minutes while he tries to figure it out. After giving us some more wrong information on the car, we are finally ready to leave. We tell him thank you, we'll think about it, ask for his card and a brochure. He stalls getting the brochure, asks me for our phone numbers, takes forever to staple his card to the brochure - well, you get the picture. After all that - we are walking out the door and he insists we meet the manager. Like meeting his manager is going to change our minds about thinking it over?
I wanted to tell him to save his energy. Delaying us and using ancient car salesmen tactics was just making me cranky. It wasn't as bad as one of the dealers a few years ago, however. They took our keys, on the pretense they needed to move our car, and wouldn't give them back! They ended up literally chasing us out of the parking lot trying to stop us. By that time I seriously wanted to play "bumper people."
So what did we decide?
We don't need a navigation system, air-conditioned seats, back seats that heat or blue lighting on the floor while we drive. We do need something very good in snow and ice, good gas mileage, nice sound system, bluetooth for those calls we really don't need to answer most of the time, room for Lucy, and a car that will not need to be replaced for many years. Especially the last one. I don't think my patience for this is going to get any better with age...