| "You do not want to bump into them in a bar after they've been drinking all day." |
The seller doesn't want to deal with me. I'm climbing in
the trunk, under the hood, clinching a mag-lite in my teeth and repeating "Hmmmm…" as I
crawl under, over and around.
 Here is the moment that I, the "bad cop" declares, "Well, if I were buying this car, I would offer...." The amount should be nothing short of insulting to the seller. I know, this seems cruel, however it slams the door wide open for the "good cop" to negotiate. Now realize, if you decide to accept the role as the "bad cop", you can never have any dealings with this particular seller ever again. Never. Let's be honest, you have totally insulted them and folks just never forget that. You do not want to bump into them in a bar after they've been drinking all day. Think about it. As it turns out, my friend and I did not get the opportunity to exercise our "good cop, bad cop" routine. The advertisement for the vehicle in question was grossly exaggerated. You know the type of ad, "Runs great, needs a little TLC." TLC? What's that mean, Tons of Loot and Cash? The only thing that car could be used for was a hornet's nest or a home for indigenous wild life. During the long drive home, we chuckled about how one man's treasure is another man's trash. I did make one decision though, on our next car-buying excursion, I wanted to play the "good cop." Less risk involved.  Send it to us! We could publish your story here! |
