We have reached a decision recently to buy a car. It’s first function must serve my new hummus business needs, and if possible, it should also function as a family car for weekend getaways.
Obviously, we ended up looking at the VW’s Caddy model.
For those of you not familiar with the above model, I can say only one thing: its designers must get some automobile noble prize. I never encounter a car design that was so fitting for its average user. Basically, the designers of the Caddy realized that the median driver of the car would be a small business owner with two kids, who can’t find his left or right hand because he is so occupied and discombobulated.
The automobile answer to this is genius: the Caddy designers created a car that allow you to leave in a mess. There is a place in a car to put papers above your head, on the side, between the seats, and even below the driver’s seat.
We didn’t have to think long before we put the first payment down.
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The most amazing thing for us while visiting the dealerships was the actual experience as opposed to our expectations. Visiting a dealership was always associated for me with silky salespeople, the kind you go out to check when they tell you it is daytime.
20 minutes into our visit, I was experiencing some kind of a myth-breaking breakdown. I was willing to live, hardly, with the fact that our particular salesman wasn’t growing a mustache, but his transparency started to annoy me. I was looking at sharp angle to find out where he will fail into the trap of his profession, but that never materialized.
Then he took us to our office, sat us down, ordered water, and scrolled down on his computer screen. “now,” he announced and I was getting ready on the chair, awaiting to leash out everything I learned from Hollywood about his profession. “Now, I would like to show you the entire car accident history of this car.”
I literally pulled my wife off the chair. What kind of a salesman is this. Instead of creating for me new illusions in order to sell his car, he was breaking down some old myths.
We went on to the next dealership. The salesman didn’t show us any accident history. He offered us a discount, but claimed that in order to get this discount we must install a new navigation system, at a cost that was twice as much as our discount. The he claimed that there are only three cars of this model left, and that he was willing to put an hold on it for us for three days if we could put some money in advance.
I didn’t even wait for him to finish the sentence when I started dialing the bank.
