For the past few weeks I’ve been trying to find a little SUV for my mom. She’s needing to get back and forth to doctors appointments and her old truck just isn’t reliable anymore. It broke down on the way to Austen a few weeks ago so I began looking. As I’m on the computer all day pretty much every day, I’ve been looking online. A few days ago I found what I thought was a great deal, so I called the guy and made an appointment for a test drive today at 11:45. The salesman said Ok and I hung up excited thinking I had found a good deal.
My good friend Jonathan (who I work with) agreed to go with me. He knows cars and adds the male factor to what would otherwise be a, “Look here boys, we got ourselves a sucker/girl looking for a car!!” situation. We got there right at 11:45 only to find out that the salesman I had spoken to earlier wasn’t due to come in until noon and the person who met us initially, upon finding out I had spoken to someone else already, decided he was going to go back inside and not help us. No matter how much I asked, he flat refused.
By this time I’m getting a little hot under the collar. The salesman I spoke to on the phone wasn’t there, the car he told me was available for a test drive was not on the lot and the jerkwod of a salesman we spoke to refused to help us. Is that normal? I can understand not wanting to snake someone else’s commission, but to flatly refuse any help whatsoever was astounding to me.
But wait, it only got worse. Jonathan and I found another truck we thought was a good deal and requested the keys for it so that we could check it out while we waited. Again, Mr. Jerkwod refused telling us that our salesman would “be here in a minute.” I decided to wait in the car with the air on while we awaited the arrival of the other salesman. A few “new” guys walk into the office while we sat there and when one of them came out I decided to get out and go see if he was the guy we needed to talk to. He and Jerkwod were standing together outside the door when I walked up. I asked if he was the salesman I was waiting for only to find that he wasn’t. I asked them if he had arrived and was told that he had. I then asked if one of them would go inside and ask him to come out only to be told he wasn’t there and that he was probably out on a test drive.
This whole conversation lasted a total of a minute during which Jerkwod and Jerkwod Jr. are snickering while we speak. By this time I’m so mad I want to spit, but I keep it to myself, turn around and start for my car to leave. As I turned they both busted out laughing.
All my life I’ve had people make rude comments to me about my weight calling me fat a— or mooing as I walked by. I can’t prove it, but the first thing my mind did was imagine they were laughing at the fat chick and the black guy driving up together to buy a used car. Lucky for me Jonathan is an awesome Christian guy and on our way back to work he talked me out of being mad at them for laughing at us. I was so mad at them disrespecting him and me.
And in case you’re wondering it was Joe Myers used car lot on 290 at Beltway 8.