Went to a buy here pay here spot in the A when I got down here for college in 98. The car I initially was interested in from their lot an Acura Vigor was sold, but they had a Caprice Classic they thought "I'd like". I'm a New Yorker so I was skeptical of the taxi/ cop car looking shit. The only Chevy I was interested in, within my price point was a 1992 Yukon or Jimmy *pause* (2 door Tahoe).
However; I decided to test drive the Caprice. It was smooth at 1st, then that bitch started smoking Like grill at barbecue, as soon as we turned back into the lot. Salesman was pissed, and quit on the spot. The manager/ owner dude tried to smooth shit over with " its probably a hose. We'll fix it, but it would be reflected in the price" type bull shit. I said "Good luck with that" and walked my ass back to the Marta station.
Great life lesson. I never stepped foot on a buy here pay here lot after that.
However; I decided to test drive the Caprice. It was smooth at 1st, then that bitch started smoking Like grill at barbecue, as soon as we turned back into the lot. Salesman was pissed, and quit on the spot. The manager/ owner dude tried to smooth shit over with " its probably a hose. We'll fix it, but it would be reflected in the price" type bull shit. I said "Good luck with that" and walked my ass back to the Marta station.
Great life lesson. I never stepped foot on a buy here pay here lot after that.