I was a shiny happy person today and thoroughly enjoyed every minute of it.
I drove two hours to look at a van. I had spoken with the lot owner the day before and it appeared to be a good enough deal to warrant the drive. Before I left this morning I followed up and asked some very specific questions. One of them was price. I got there and he immediately quoted me a price higher than the ad, and what we'd discussed on the phone. I told him outright, no, and he responded that it wasn't negotiable. I had a good look anyway, convinced I could still get my price. It was a little rough around the edges, but certainly nothing that I couldn't fix. Driving, it had a pull to the right. I have a hard and fast rule on used cars, I do not even consider cars that pull. That coupled with the BS on the pricing, I'm out. We drove back, he went in to the office while I was mock looking. I put the (both) keys in my pocket, hopped in my car and drove away.
Two minutes later I get a call.
POS dealer: I can't find the keys to the van, do you have them?
PB: I don't think so... silence
POSD: Well I need those keys, see if you have them
PB: I'm driving right now, I'll look, and if I have them I'll mail them to you
POSD: Now freaking out - I can't wait for you to mail them, they'll tow the van away where it's parked.
PB: You shouldn't have told me to park there... silence
POSD: Now screaming in desperation, where are you? I'll drive there and pick up the keys, you must've forgotten, check your pocket
PB: I'm not sure where I am really, Markham road I think, I'm not familiar with this area.
I had actually stopped for lunch, and was doing everything I could to sound dumb and innocent. Of course one was easier than the other. but I let this go on for 40 minutes. I kept telling him if I found them I'd put them in the mail, he was absolutely losing his mind. He was calling me constantly and I would only answer one out of about every 3-4 calls, act dumb, and hang up.
I eventually went back, not answering any of his calls on the way, pulled in to the lot, and when he saw me he came running out. I said hey, everybody makes mistakes sometimes, he responded, oh I never accused you of anything, and I said, no, I'm talking about you. Lying to me about the price and raising it after I'd driven two hours was a mistake. Here's your keys you berkeleying piece of E36 M3, and I threw them at him, hopped in my car and drove away.
I have a low tolerance for BS
