Seems the best place to put this. My two car stories.

Morbid Angel and I went out to get him a new car. I'm better at haggling, and I don't care if I hurt someone's feelings do it, which is why I went. So, we're looking at them, and I've already pulled up a bunch of info on the model he's looking at so the Salesman can't get the better of me. We're going through and talking to dude about them, and he's really hammering on Morbid to get one. I start doing the negotiating and dealing, on both halves. I know enough to convince Morbid, and I know enough to get the dude to let up on things. Angel buys the car, and the dude's boss offers me a job. For real. Didn't take it.

Another time, I'm looking to trade my 2 door Explorer in because the Transmission is slipping, and I don't wanna pay $1500 for a rebuild. There's a dealership offering the Push Pull or Drag sale, $4000 guaranteed for any trade in that starts. I roll up there and check out a few cars, and they keep for about 4 hours. Finally we settle on one, it's a 2008 Chevy Cobalt, which is nice. It's 7pm, the dealership closes at 9. I ask if I can go grab a bite to eat from the subway up the street before signing because I'm getting rather hungry. The manager starts telling me how my car is ass, and how it's not worth the money they're giving me, and how the deal won't be there if I leave. The sale has 3 more days. I point out how I know he's mistaken and how my car is fine, except the transmission. Then tell him to either stop lying to me or I walk. He says they're doing me a favour not the other way around. I tell him to "stop blowing smoke up my ass." His response? Drop my key on the floor and tell me to get out because I swore on the floor and insulted him. Yep.