Doggone if I didn't miss the bus I wanted to take first thing this morning. I missed it by 15 seconds, at most. I had to return to the house and plan a new trip. I left about an hour later which put me at the dealership an hour later, too. Funny how that works, eh?
As I walked down to the end of the street where the used car lot was I saw a terrible sight. The car I wanted to look at was returning from a test drive with someone else. I stepped up my pace in time to see two men exiting -- one was obviously the shopper and the other, complete with butt crack, was obviously his mechanic side kick. I studied them from a distance, letting Anthony the salesman know that THAT car was the one I came to buy. Not meant to be. The other guy drove off in MY car:
I test drove two minivans and walked away from both. The first one was okay but didn't have the stow-n-go rear seat and I am neither tall enough nor strong enough to hoist that baby out of the car by myself. The second minivan was out of gas and I stopped and put $5 in the tank, nabbing the receipt so I could get my money back from Anthony. When I took that car on the expressway it started to vibrate so badly I wound up getting a free chair massage.
Not only did I walk away with no car but I forgot to get my stinkin' $5 back. Poor me! Back to the car listings for me......