What a hectic week.
I called up the salesman who helped me order my car back in Feb and he was suprised that I didn't know what was going on with it.
What was going on with it? Apparently a lot more than I'd realized. Jim, who also happens to be a friend and the father of a friend and coworker, thougt I was being called regularly by the sales mgr at the dealership. I wasn't.
What seems to have happened is that they didn't want to sell me the car at the Xplan price even after they said they would, waited until it was too late to order an 05, then told me they could order me an 06 but wouldn't accept Xplan.
I'm not sure how to describe exactly how angry I was. It'd be just as hard to describe how utterly disappointed I was. Beyond comprehension.
So I hung up and called up my friend Amy, who's dad works for Ford and issued me the pin in order for me to order my Mustang. Explained to her what had happened and, long story short, I'm ordering an 06 from her salesman in MI and the dealership here in DE will have their ass in a sling via Detroit Rock City.
Humph.
Is it wrong to feel immensely satisfied knowing that I had pull in this situation with which I could throw my weight around? Guess it's too late to care, because I did and it felt good. I felt so jilted, like I have in the past when someone's screwed me over and I was powerless to do a dern thing about it.
Today I spent far too much time arguing with the sales mgr about getting my deposit check back. In the end, I was angrier than he was slippery and I now hold my deposit in my own hands again. Score one for the midget.
On a less angry note, I love it when I put my finger right at the surface of my fish tanks and the fish come up and kiss it. I know they're just looking for food but it looks and feels like little fishy kisses and it makes me happy.
I called up the salesman who helped me order my car back in Feb and he was suprised that I didn't know what was going on with it.
What was going on with it? Apparently a lot more than I'd realized. Jim, who also happens to be a friend and the father of a friend and coworker, thougt I was being called regularly by the sales mgr at the dealership. I wasn't.
What seems to have happened is that they didn't want to sell me the car at the Xplan price even after they said they would, waited until it was too late to order an 05, then told me they could order me an 06 but wouldn't accept Xplan.
I'm not sure how to describe exactly how angry I was. It'd be just as hard to describe how utterly disappointed I was. Beyond comprehension.
So I hung up and called up my friend Amy, who's dad works for Ford and issued me the pin in order for me to order my Mustang. Explained to her what had happened and, long story short, I'm ordering an 06 from her salesman in MI and the dealership here in DE will have their ass in a sling via Detroit Rock City.
Humph.
Is it wrong to feel immensely satisfied knowing that I had pull in this situation with which I could throw my weight around? Guess it's too late to care, because I did and it felt good. I felt so jilted, like I have in the past when someone's screwed me over and I was powerless to do a dern thing about it.
Today I spent far too much time arguing with the sales mgr about getting my deposit check back. In the end, I was angrier than he was slippery and I now hold my deposit in my own hands again. Score one for the midget.
On a less angry note, I love it when I put my finger right at the surface of my fish tanks and the fish come up and kiss it. I know they're just looking for food but it looks and feels like little fishy kisses and it makes me happy.
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So, good for us.
you go midget!