here're some car biz euphamisms in story form. this is fictional except for the one character name...Mr Dick, the sales manager.. he's a real guy. i didnt work with him, but the former finance guy did.
I had this customer named Gus. Gus Tomer. Gus had a very beautiful wife. How beautiful? let's just say that 'I'd be willing to go into the hole' for this deal. Gus had been in looking, and i had called him to see what he thought about the deal. He said his wife liked the car, but wasn't too keen on the number. I suggested that he bring her down to the dealership and we'd 'dicker'. When they arrived, it was clear that she 'wore the pants in the family'. So, in negotiating, i was addressing her. As things often do, we reached an impasse on the number. I had gone as low as i could, and advised her that if she wanted any better of a deal, she'd have to 'talk to Mr. Dick'. Mr Gus Tomer ended up buying, and that was one more car that I had "burning Gas" or, one more set of taillights "over the curb"
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