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Friday, George update
Friday, George update
I'm super busy today, so have to skip reading my inbox this morning.
George and I both decided on another date. But, I fear that this particular "date" will probably end badly.
I've been car shopping for the past 3 months. Yes, 3 months. I'm replacing my 10 year old car that I bought in grad school. It's served me well, but it was literally the cheapest Toyota on the dealer's lot when I bought it. No power windows. No power locks. No power seat. Am/Fm radio. Air conditioning failed last summer. I've visited every kind of car dealer except for the Bentley/Rolls Royce, Ferrari, and Lamborghini dealers. I've driven over 100 cars, ranging from a used Aston Martin (still huge $$$) to a new Kia. I don't know if it's a cultural thing, but I'm drawn to the Jaguar XJ8. I've spent the whole week trolling the internet finding "pre-owned" and "leftover" 2005's and then called all the Jaguar dealers from Allentown to Wilmington to get their latest offerings. Why a 2005, and not a 2006? Depreciation on a new Jaguar is horriffic, like 50%. That brings the price down into my "affordable" range. I can't afford a $91K vehicle.
So, on Saturday, George and I are starting at 11am going down my list of the five most likely purchases in order of desirability. They're stretched all over the area, unfortunately.
I'm not that decisive, as you may have gathered from my earlier posts. I'm also a terrible negociator. While I know, academically, how to break my opponent in negociation, I'm too much of a wimp when it comes to doing it. And, most of these dealers don't deal well with women. They figure they've got a "mark" when a woman comes in by herself.
George is a "car guy". He also has an older Jaguar, and helps his family members and friends several times a year to buy cars. In other words, he's the perfect guy to take with me to get the best deal on a used Jaguar.
If all goes well, I'll be driving George to dinner in my "new" Jag Saturday night. If it goes badly, George and I will probably never have another date.