I test drove eight vehicles over two days. My demeanor was more severe than usual. No easy smile, just business. Being female in the market for a car can be brutal. I look younger than I am and I appear to be very approachable with my easy smile. Not that weekend.
My cousin Dave picked me up on Sunday right after he attended church with his family. I showed him online the comparisons I had made with the ones I already tested and the other four for the day. He was further impressed that I had already called the car insurance company for quotes on all eight vehicles which would help me decide on how much I wanted to spend monthly on a vehicle.
To set a happy vibe, I took Dave to a very decadent Greek lunch as a thank you for spending his Sunday with me. My poor cousin wasn't prepared for the bitch he was escorting around. Good thing he has an outrageous sense of humor because he used it to soften my demeanor with the car salesmen. Most dealerships spoil their prospective buyers and this guy was making us walk in the sun even after I told him what I wanted to drive. At one point, he invited us to walk on one end of the dealership. I said, "No. You already know what I want so why don't you just bring it to me?" Eek!! I don't recall the last time I was so incredibly and blatantly rude to someone. Yeah, you should have seen the look on his face. Stunned was an understatement with my cousin gasping in the background.
The salesman tried to get to know me by asking about the last name on my driver's license. I corrected him that it can be mistaken for middle-eastern but I told him that it was German this time around. Could this guy catch a break with the fierce AGOL? Let me confess that I found this guy to be attractive and I didn't want to be googley-eyed while I attended to important matters. It did get better after the second car he let me drive AND more later as I was ready to buy the car I have now after visiting the Nissan dealership across the road. Those people were something else. It is not good when the AGOL can recite the features of the vehicle more so than the salesman...
Today I visited the dealership again to have them fix a minuscule blemish I found. My salesman was very accommodating and I was full of smiles for him. As a nice surprise for him, I left a CD playing middle-eastern music in the car that would sound familiar to him. He would hear it as soon as he drove it to the service center on the other side of the dealership. It was my way of apologizing to him. Apparently, it was the right thing to do because he was extra nice to me when he came in. I knew he was looking at me with new eyes as if to ask What the heck is this Filipino chick doing with belly dancing music in her car? There may be more I haven't shared, but it doesn't matter because nothing can come of it. He's married. I don't intend on setting a trend just because I've already bitten the apple.
My new car is very light and very fast. It drives like it is on rails. The color is called Storm Silver Metallic. I did a multi-exposure pic with the pic from the online site and the one from my cell phone of the dash when I took it home two Sundays ago.
I may be enjoying this new car a little too much. It would be fair to say that I've caught myself easing on the gas pedal because I was driving fast in city streets. What can I say? It is a sexy drive. My plans to get the windows tinted will make it sexier. No, it's not a Lamborghini Murcielago or a Mercedes McLaren, but it is mine.
When not avoiding speeding tickets, I've been buried in work. Bridget has had to help me with other aspects of my job since she has more down time. I am taking some time off next week and I need to get caught up enough so she is not buried herself doing my job while I am off. The new car has been a nice diversion. I am sleeping better now -- since Saturday only but I am grateful for whatever I can get. You may be missing some other updates. I will try to remember and insert them in the next posts. Thanks for being patient. I missed blogging and today I knew I would be posting which made me extra happy.
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