And god damn is this starting to piss me off.
Through my boss I can get cars here at the auto auction in Jackson, Mississippi. [Insert Joe’s standard rant about how there is nothing redeeming at all about Mississippi]
Well, I want a new-ish Jetta. If it’s not a Ford, it’s not likely I’ll find it at the auction.
The local VW dealer has a whopping three used Jettas in stock. All are not cars I want, one way or another.
So I look online.
I actually got high bid on one for about $7300, got a loan lined up with my bank, and everything was cool. I get the guy to fax a copy of the title to my bank.
My banker calls me and tells me that it’s a salvage title. Thing is, it wasn’t listed as a salvage title. I specifically asked this asshole of it was a salvage title. He said it wasn’t.
When I call this guy about this, he insists that it’s not a salvage title, it is a “Reconditioned from salvage” title.
What the fuck?
So, I go ahead and inform him in a completely hostile way that Satan will be driving to work in a snow plow long before he gets a fucking cent from me.
Having been borrowing company cars from the office and bumming rides from friends has been going on near two weeks now, so I’m done with this bidding shit.
I go through the listings and start asking people what it will take, immediate payment, to just cancel the auction and make a deal.
I get a good one on a sweet car from a guy for only $11,000.
Great. It’s Thursday, I’ve gotten the loan approved, just fax a copy of the title to my bank.
The bank calls me and tells me that it’s a lein title, and they won’t do anything until they see a copy of the lein-free title. Not a problem, because they’ll have it back from the credit union holding the lein first thing next (this) week. So, I reschedule my flight to Houston to this coming weekend because, well, flying out there won’t do me a hell of a lot of good without a car to come back in.
Yesterday, I’m talking to this salesman and pointing out that the first part of the week has come and gone. He gives me some shit that he’s got people trying to get them moving and blah, blah, bullshit, etc. But he’ll call me and let me know something today (yesterday).
Because of his previous record of doing a very bad job of calling me back, I make sure to get him to double-dog promise to call me by the end of the day, whether it’s good news, bad news, or no news.
Big surprise, nothing. So, I figure I’ll call and talk to his manager, which will, most likely, do no good at all. But at least it’s something to do besides sit with my thumb up my ass.
Anyone have any other suggestions? Of course, I’m already out looking for OTHER ones since I’m getting tired of the bullshit.
But, anyone have any other suggestions?