car shopping is a lot like dating.
now that i need to buy a (used) car, i get a lot more attention from men i barely know (i have yet to meet a female car salesperson; i wish i could, i'd trust her more- that's a topic for a different post). they leave me hopeful, optimistically vague voicemails assuring me they have exactly what i'm looking for. when i meet them in person, their faces are attentive and eager to please, but also tired in a way that tells me if i'm not "the one", they'll turn their attention to another customer before i can finish saying, "thanks for your time." typically, the car they have in mind is not really all that great for me- too old (2002), or manual transmission, or too pricey- and as i leave these men, i feel resentful that they've wasted my time.
now that i need to buy a (used) car, i get a lot more attention from men i barely know (i have yet to meet a female car salesperson; i wish i could, i'd trust her more- that's a topic for a different post). they leave me hopeful, optimistically vague voicemails assuring me they have exactly what i'm looking for. when i meet them in person, their faces are attentive and eager to please, but also tired in a way that tells me if i'm not "the one", they'll turn their attention to another customer before i can finish saying, "thanks for your time." typically, the car they have in mind is not really all that great for me- too old (2002), or manual transmission, or too pricey- and as i leave these men, i feel resentful that they've wasted my time.
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