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I wish mine was a little easier.
I found exactly the car I was looking for on the dealers website. I drove in and was immediately met by a salesman. I told him I wanted "that car" as I pointed to it. Which one? he asks. The Hot Lava FR-S I said. Which transmission? he asks. I guess I wasn't clear that I knew that car had an automatic, so I told him I wanted an automatic. He said he needed to talk to his sales manager.
Fifteen minutes later, he comes back out. "What if I told you..." he starts, and then pauses for, I'm not kidding, thirty seconds. I was just about to wave my hand in front of his face to see if was still conscious. "...that this car was promised to another dealership?" I would leave and not come back I said. I need to talk to my sales manager he replied.
I don't know if this was a game they play or not, but I wasn't going for it. They wanted me to pick another color or a manual, and I wasn't going to. Finally they agreed to sell me the car and we got into the negotiations. I explained clearly what I would take for my trade-in and interest rate on financing, being clear I wasn't budging on either. Still the salesman went back and forth to his manager with various prices and rates. I had to again be emphatic that I wasn't budging or negotiating. They finally relented on the interest rate but couldn't match my trade-in price.
The annoying part was the salesman couldn't make a decision on his own, and it didn't help that he spoke it what could be generously called broken English so I was never really sure I was getting through to him.
Finally getting to the financing part, that guy was OK, doing the usual upselling of warranties, etc. I wasn't interested and politely declined. We finished up signing the paperwork, and he said it would be a few minutes before the car was ready since they had to peel the protective film off the door edges. It seems that they applied those hoping whoever bought the car would pay for the entire film package. I didn't, so they took what little was on there off. Pretty cheap of them we thought.
I get back to work and get a call from the dealership saying they had used the wrong forms for the loan, and we needed to come back. That's a whole other story, but it turned out OK and it wasn't them trying to rip me off.
And then I could go into how a "friend" of the salesman wanted to buy my vehicle, sight-unseen, for the price I wanted. I was getting texts before I was a mile away from the lot. I thought that was odd, and when it came up that it was a manual, suddenly the price he was willing to pay went down. I stopped communication soon afterwards.
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