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Adventures in Car Buying
Thanks, Dubya, for lowering the gas prices. I didn't think you would anyway, due to the often-ignored fact that we're dealing with a finite resource that is nearing the end of its supply AND because you are so deeply in bed with your oil buddies who are making money hand-over-fist, BUT thanks anyway, for being a liar again. We bought a Chrysler Town & Country minivan last year. Not a brand new one, but one that was a couple of years old. Despite its terrible anonymity, we loved the comfort and the space, which we really needed this past year with our many trips to St. Louis. However, fuel efficiency is not one of its strong suits. And our family is now less one body. So we have come to the "sensible" solution that we need to downsize (good Gods, I sound like a freaking corporation). Not only will we save lots of gas money, but I won't have to hang my head with my friends anymore when they rail against the footprint left on the earth by big cars with poor fuel efficiency. I have such a guilt problem I should be Catholic. So far the experience of researching and test driving has been weird. We're looking at new cars as well as used ones, and no one seems particularly motivated to sell us a car. What's up with that? Used to be the minute you took a breath on a sales lot, men attired in their very best Men's Wearhouse gear descended on you like you were their last hope for sex. Now it's like we have leprosy or something. It's been this way at all three dealerships we've visited to date. Maybe they were bitten by radioactive dust mites and their super-sales-sense is telling them we're not going to be suckers about it. Maybe they think if they act like they don't have to sell us a car, we'll pay more. Hah! Little do they know... they're dealing with the Queen of Reverse Psychology. Stay tuned for further adventure reports.
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