We have been considering a new auto. We have one with 125,000 mi and one with 145,000. They are both doing fine but I must admit I have been tempted by the deep discounts and rebates on new models.
So I take my car to the dealer. I barely get out of my car before a young man of about 21 approaches me with the usual inane questions, I go to the model I'm interested in and ask to drive it. We get back and I told him I would like to speak with the Sales Manager because I wanted to discuss a deal and I did not want to be ping ponged all afternoon between this kid and some invisible SM in the back room.
The SM comes out and he is a Mr. Cockypants all of 23 yrs old with one of those "just got out of bed" hairstyles. He made it clear that it was highly irregular to deal with me directly. He started the usual line of questioning designed to box me into letting them b--t f--k me. At one point they asked for my car keys so they could drive it. When the appraiser got back he had my registration and proof of insurance papers from the glove box. He gave them and my keys to the SM, not me. It was a not so subtle hostage taking.
After 45 mins. I was ready to kill somebody. I said, give me my goddam papers and keys. I walked out. Driving home I realized how nice my car still is and was glad I had been reminded of what a pain in the ass it is to deal for a car.