Car shopping

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I forgot how much I hate car shopping!!!! I'd rather have a root canal without anesthesia! We went to town yesterday to pick up my pain meds, and on our way to the pharmacy we would pass a used car lot. I had seen two cars in their ad that I was kind of interested in. So I asked if we could stop and I could take a look. Well it was a mistake to say the least. I went on the lot alone and searched for the cars..I couldn't find them --or a salesman. Usually you have to beat them off with a stick!!! I finally found one of the vehicles and tried to get into it. The doors were locked. I wandered some more and found the second vehicle, tried to open the door and it was locked! Still no sales person. I said pizz on it and started to leave, and guess what appeared coming out of his cushy recliner in the office where some ball game was on. Yep, you got it, a salesman. He asked if he could help me...gee what a stupid question! I wouldn't be wandering all over his lot if I didn't want some assistance. Besides I've never been on a car lot where you weren't inundated by sales people when you crossed this invisible line between just looking an live sales person shark bait, otherwise known as a "live one". Anyway I said I was interested in the VW station wagon they had in their ad,but because there wasn't a sales person between the gate and Nome Alaska I wasn't interested anymore. H said OK and went back in his office and planted his big fat butt in his cushy recliner. I stood there with my mouth hanging open! He came back out and wanted to know " whatcha want?" (Duh!) And I said a sales person to show me a couple cars..he responded "Not with your attitude". After much squabbling I managed to see the insides of the two vehicles. He asked a few questions like if I had a trade in, (he sawmy boyfriend's mustang and was drooling like a starving dog would drool at a 20 pound beef roast.). By that time I was fed up with the jerk and decided to mess with what little mind was in that ugly conceited head that reposed on the fat body. I said yes and described my Subaru wagon (from before the fire). I went on to say my budget was around $15,000 cash. I really had him hooked at that point! I couldn't shut him up! He kept trying to get me interested in a sedan and I kept telling the twit I need a vehicle that I can haul in. I got sufficiently bored and stated I'd think about it, and when I got back to the Mustang I announced to the man that it would be a bloody cold day in hell before I bought a car from a egotistical, self absorbed, son of a purple spotted donkey like him and got into the car and left the twit standing there with his mouth hanging open. Bill, my boyfriend laughed for the next fifteen blocks. When he could finally speak there were only three things on his mind. Where to next? You're not planning to do any more car shopping today? And " Son of a purple spotted donkey?" So ended day one in used car shopping!