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Monetary conservation concerns prompted me to trade my mini for an older version of the same vehicle. In one (almost painless) step, I saved myself nearly $200 a month and several thousand dollars over the life of the loan.
See my fiscal responsibility? Fear my fiscal responsibility!
The business manager chatted me up as we filled out paperwork. It took only a few questions to discover that we were both divorced (and thus familiar with putting dollars on the rack ’til they shrieked), had children, and were on mostly pleasant terms with our exes.
“Let me guess,” I said, as he pointed out the places where I was meant to sign. “Your marriage broke up because you couldn’t come to terms on how best to deal with time, money…and sex, right?”
He looked stunned. “You guessed it, exactly. How did you know?”
“Just a lucky guess,” I said, and turned back to signing.
At the end of our interaction, he made a point of encouraging me to call him anytime with questions about the vehicle. He slowly slid a business card in with the paperwork, holding tight to my eyes as he did so.
Was he offering me only normal car dealership consideration? Or was he hoping I’d call for some more private conversation?
And…is it wrong to flirt outrageously with the man who is selling you a car?



