Dr. Evil and I spent our Wednesday doing our level best to bolster the economy, this time by purchasing a truck for the farm (okay, for me). We bought it from Carmax, and it’s been a fairly long process, in that the vehicle had to be shipped from another Carmax location to the one closest to us. Note that I say “closest” and not “close.” We had to go all the way up to Columbus to seal the deal. Going up was fine, we took some backroads and had a look around. Back was another story. Although I’ll never forget what rush hour looks like in actual metro areas, I had forced the memory into a cold, dark part of my brain. All you city dwellers, lord love you.
The overall Carmax experience wasn’t bad. They have no-haggle pricing, and the vehicle was fairly represented. They gave us an acceptable price on our trade-in, and the process was relatively painless, but there remains this nagging feeling when dealing with car dealerships: am I being hustled? I can’t find any areas where we may have been hustled, but the sense of it lingers in the air, like a sickly sweet air freshener.
Any car buying experiences you’d like to share? Meet me in the comments section.
in general, i believe that if one is thinking “am i being hustled,” the answer is yes.
I don’t buy cars. I’m too skerred. I let my sweet wife buy the cars. She’s a cold, calculating, customer service service shark.
The drive through rural Ohio sounds nice, though. Walnut tree country, right?
I think the preferred tree is the buckeye. That said, in the limited inventory of trees on our property, I have found a wealth of hickory. (And multiflora rose, but we’ll focus on the positive for now.)
it may be what the ohio nutjob prefers, but the walnut tree is the most beautiful of all trees. particularly when it’s my doors, trim and floors…
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Word. I am going to a local sawmill next week to look for some 4/4 (dare I dream, 5/4) walnut for our new dining table.