Salesman and the Economy. Just one consumer's rant.

I bought a new car.
Regrets to Detroit -- it's an Alabama Honda.
I don’t feel guilty. I’ve owned seven Detroit cars. ALL of them had quality problems. I guess I'm a slow learner.

Junior salesman (internet sales) and credit union (average for my area) price; plus a little bit more for a dealer within walking distance.
Even then it was like pulling teeth.

Now I’m shopping a pop-up camper (caravan to our overseas brethren).
The salesmen are apparently still living in the prior century. I’m a lead to be worked.
“Come on in and we’ll talk about it.”
No.
You’ll answer my questions in detail via email or there will be no visit.
You’d think I was asking for the moon.
Pre-recession inventory, unwanted extras, and “not until we see you face-to-face” pricing.

Smell the coffee. The dollars stay in my purse until you cut the :crap:.

Yeah I’ll give in eventually -- to the dealer with the least BS.

I’m grateful that kilt prices are not so (dishonestly?) convoluted and artificially mysterious.