I want you to think back to your childhood for a moment. I don’t care how old you are and how far back in time that actually goes, but just think back. Remember the first time you were taken to the car dealership? The first time you saw row after row of shiny, brand-new vehicles that smelled brand-new, and not like stale French fries, decaying seat foam and whatever unholy accident happened in the back? Remember how the showroom seemed clean, sparkling even, and everybody who worked there was friendly and knowledgable? Does that sound like the image of the first time you went to the dealership as a child? Being honest, that’s exactly how I remember my first time. Polished floors, clean restrooms, free water from one of those fancy water dispensers with the glug-glug-glug bottles on the top. That was high living, right? Okay…return back to adulthood, and ask yourself one question: “How f’ing blind was I as a child?!” Dealerships, today is your day. The land of the sniping salesman who is already asking about your family like they actually give a damn before you have removed yourself from your car. The sales manager that seems to be working the computer that is directly connected to the CIA file on you and everybody you showed up with, seeing if you are worthy of touching, let alone test-driving that brand-new 2019 Curb Basher FXL sport-utility. The receptionist whose facial expression wouldn’t change a bit if you were naked, on fire, or actively clubbing a baby seal in front of her. Yep, dealerships, today is your day, mainly because I’ve seen waaaaay too much of you lately and I’ve seen too much to ignore. Where do I begin? I don’t want to pick on the salespeople too much, because that’s just low-hanging fruit. And the receptionist I don’t blame for being bored…they aren’t there to care about the cars, they are the human form of a traffic light crossed with the telephone operator. I’d have a blank, unimpressed look too, if I was in their shoes. And when it comes to the people working sales, I almost want to feel sorry for them. Paid on commission, trying to be everyone’s friend in the name of making a sale…it takes a special breed to work that job. One that scares me, honestly. You hear about postal workers losing their mental, but what happens when the salesperson at the dealership breaks down? Actually, I can answer that one: they commit career suicide by making a stupid “funny” video with racist tones that winds up on Facebook for the whole world to see. Or something like that. ![]()
Now, here’s a serious question: have you found that dealing with a “buy here, pay here” dealership lot and a used car is a better experience than going to a new car dealership and their service bay? What the hell happened in that mix? How did the pretty showroom and the suits fail you so badly that buying a ten-year-old Grand Marquis from a small car lot near Harbor Freight and Taco Bell managed to be THAT MUCH BETTER? Is it because they’ve known the vehicle since they got it at the auction, or have been underhood since it was traded in and know the faults well? Polished showrooms. The water dispenser. You bastards lied to me…you lied to everyone! The post Unknown Parts Counter Guy: Dealership Blues And Service Advisor Rules appeared first on BangShift.com. Unknown Parts Counter Guy: Dealership Blues And Service Advisor Rules published first on https://medium.com/@SinaCarRemovals via Tumblr Unknown Parts Counter Guy: Dealership Blues And Service Advisor Rules
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