Monday, May 23, 2005

Weekend

Spent the weekend looking at cars. An adventure of assbags. Why assbags?, because Cars salesmen maybe some of the weirdiest bunch of jack-o-mo's ever. Any how we saw a mini van to trade for the one we bought from Toni's parents (and traded the Tercel). The Pontiac Montana, a huge beast, that smelled of smoke, drove like a tank, and had several minor quirks, like windshield wiper that could catapult a small child over the vehicle, sucked. So we were going to trade for a Honda Odyssey, but we talked ourselves out of it after going through 87% of paperwork. The best part is that we went to several dealerships afterwards and "talked shop" with assbags.
Now the best part is that my lovely wife and me (5% me) had some joy because we knew what we wanted, knew how much we could afford, what are credit was, etc. So when a assbag says "Payments of $297 for 68 months, and a trade value of $4000." We laugh say the equivalent of BULLSHIT and restate what we want.
Long Story Short....We bought new car 2 year loan, great trade in value, power doors, 6 cd player, airbags, side airbags, room for dogs and (baby) It is a great car in good condition.
TONI ROCKS!!, smart did all the number crunching before hand.! It was fun being rude to saleman.
"have you thought about this?"
no
"do you have 5 minutes"
yes
"okay let's look at this car....(out price range, totatlly wrong type)"
okay, but you have less than 5 minutes
"do you have any money for a down payment? like $500"
I saw a penny on the floor of my car.
"Not even $100 for a down payment?"
That penny is still there
"you have great credit and make alot of money why don't you have any money for a downpayment?"
Well, it's ours
"I am going to get fired if I take this in to my manager"
And?
The list goes on and on. Although the people at Heritage were really nice. They gave us a great offer for the Honda and we talked ourselves out of it.

Pictures to follow (most likely of the car, some of naked dogs!!!!)


The other thing that was funny about the weekend is the public restrooms.
Both at work and on my spare time. It is hilarious the amount of people trying to take stealth poops, like later in the day someone will point them out. Like no one makes noise and they need to keep it down or wait until no one is around, to go. Unless they are doing something else in the bathroom, then it is best that they are quite. (no comment)
ex.
"That's him, (excessive finger pointing) he was taking the loudest crap, you wouldn't believe it."
It is the restroom do your business and go, you should have to worry about it. Besides, no one will ask in a job interview
"are you a noisy pooper?"

3 Comments:

Blogger Jade said...

'Besides, no one will ask in a job interview
"are you a noisy pooper?"'

That all depends on how close their cubicle is to the bathroom. Try sitting right next to the door for a while.

Eesh.

9:43 AM  
Blogger Erik Bishoff said...

Room for "(baby)" eh?

We're sending good karma your way. Baby making can be complex. Fun but complex.

Not that we're thinking of you having sex or... DAMN... just thought of it.

Okay... not that we want to think of you having sex or anything just that (DAMN... did it again) we want to send some productive-sex-karma your way!

Babies are fun and good people deserve big fat healthy babies!

Bravo!
Bish & Bonnie

10:10 PM  
Blogger Groove Salad said...

It is all too easy to be mean to assbag sales people. I especially love the recount of salesmen quotes! Had a good laugh, I did, I did. :o)

9:33 PM  

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