Me: Um....what if he asks questions...what do I say....??!
NTM: He won't...why would he....he won't, just trust me.
He fucking asked questions.
You know, my mom is a special lady, I love her so much. And last week she really became my saving grace once again. Anyway, two weeks ago my car was giving me a boat load of problems, so I took it to a mechanic, and he looks at it and says: blah blah blah $2,000.00, blah, blah, blah. What? Um....all I heard was I am gonna pay an ass load of money. So, I call my mom, and tell her, and she's stressing out...which makes me freak out cause I don't know how to control the situation...which also causes me to head to the nearest store and buy a case of beer. So, I ask the mechanic..."Mr. Mechanic man...what would you say if I wanted to trade this vehicle in....?" He said that probably would be a good idea, and that he knew some people.
A few days later, I was in San Francsico, and I call him, and he tells me that he talked to car salesman guy, and that he told him that I am his half sister....reference above dialogue. So, I call my mom, we devise a plan, and my mom comes the next day. Keep in mind that my mom has mom brain like most moms...."Kerry he's gonna know we are bullshitting him." In which I say "Mom...he just wants to make a sale! He won't care if I was this guys second cousin....it'll work." It.Didn't.Work. I mean...the guy didn't call me or my mom out...but I think the fact that I kept changing the subject every time he asked a question about my "half-brother" and where I am from originally, may have given it away...or when he asked a question about something, my mom would graciously be like "Oh what does this do."....I laugh now thinking about it all.
Truth be told, I wasn't sold on any of the crap they had at this GIGANTIC car dealership. We test drove a couple of cars, but I was like "Meh." When we sat down to talk deals...he was like..."Oh can I see your iPhone...I wanna see if it rattles inside..." he was over it, and so were we...now how do we get out of here. I turned to my mom, and said "Mom...I'm ravenous, lets go eat and talk about this whole situation." *laughing to myself right now* so we go and eat a a taco truck DELICIOUS and chat a little bit, and decide now isn't the time to get a new car, especially if this guy kept asking questions...it was getting uncomfortable. So we head home.
Hi Kerry, It's hard to believe that only a week ago we were embarrassing ourselves by lying to a car salesman. I know he knew we were lying and wouldn't deal with us when I asked where the soda machine was and he pointed. People who know there's a deal buy the soda. Love, Mom
Moral of the story: Listen to moms advice....mostly....not to a mechanics....oh and people who know there is a deal...buy the soda. Oh mom..I love you.
