Just thought I'd share this, and provide the opportunity for members to share amusing stories from the world of looking at and buying cars.
In November of 2000, my partner and I attended the Sydney Motor Show 'with malicious intent' - ie. we had decided to trade in our 3 yo Vectra and were looking at cars on an 'intent to purchase' basis (although we weren't buying at the show).
Just to give some background on my domestic arrangements - I'm in finance, my partner is in IT (project manager). I'm doing okay, but she earns neatly double what I do - so when we go to dealers it's a bit of a double act - they have to sell me the car, and then arrange with her how to pay for it. A tribute to the guy at the Subaru dealership we went to - he picked straight up on that without mentioning it.
So anyhoo, although we were about 75% decided on the super Sube, there was still a short-list of cars to be checked.
One of the cars on the list was the Citroen Xantia (outsider, before you ask). We look at it, and the late 50ish salesman rolls up and explains the pneumatic suspension - looking straight at my partner he says 'and the suspension lowers so you can get the shopping in the boot more easily'.
Time stood still for a second.
My partner stared very intently at the gentleman for a moment and walked very deliberately to the front of the car (I seem to remember thinking I could smell something burning).
I eased up to the fellow and told him how much she earnt. He said 'oh...' and quietly wandered away to help another couple.
Very funny - she wasn't actually that worried about it, but needless to say we didn't go French this time....
In November of 2000, my partner and I attended the Sydney Motor Show 'with malicious intent' - ie. we had decided to trade in our 3 yo Vectra and were looking at cars on an 'intent to purchase' basis (although we weren't buying at the show).
Just to give some background on my domestic arrangements - I'm in finance, my partner is in IT (project manager). I'm doing okay, but she earns neatly double what I do - so when we go to dealers it's a bit of a double act - they have to sell me the car, and then arrange with her how to pay for it. A tribute to the guy at the Subaru dealership we went to - he picked straight up on that without mentioning it.
So anyhoo, although we were about 75% decided on the super Sube, there was still a short-list of cars to be checked.
One of the cars on the list was the Citroen Xantia (outsider, before you ask). We look at it, and the late 50ish salesman rolls up and explains the pneumatic suspension - looking straight at my partner he says 'and the suspension lowers so you can get the shopping in the boot more easily'.
Time stood still for a second.
My partner stared very intently at the gentleman for a moment and walked very deliberately to the front of the car (I seem to remember thinking I could smell something burning).
I eased up to the fellow and told him how much she earnt. He said 'oh...' and quietly wandered away to help another couple.
Very funny - she wasn't actually that worried about it, but needless to say we didn't go French this time....