SunLight Guy
When I read you last reply I was laughing for a while. You see, your situation sounded too much like mine. I'm 26 - soon to be 27-and my father just won't let me take control of my own negotiations. It's like some Italian right of passage. You have to sit and watch so that you can do the same for your kids one day. Problem is, when is it my turn. I have brothers, 36, and 38 years old, with kids no less, and my father still does this for them too.
You know how it is; you just sit back and listen, and nod when you get the elbow in the side from Papa. Of course, you've been preinformed with all the right things to say..."Don't mention that you have money or the dealer will not come down in price", which is the same as "cry the money blues to make them think we have little", and of course, my fav, "don't act like you want or need the car badly. If they sense that, they've got you by the short and curlies. Act like you can easily get up and walk out at any moment." All this is drilled in your brain before your negotiations begin.
I don't understand it all, but I think the dealers have seen it all too often. Besides, Italians sweat, in the shade even. When the talking begins, I think the gallon of salted water rolling down my father's head gives him and I away. And then he has the nerve to blame it on the dealership's heat, but it is the middle of June and the air is on!!!!! LOL, I love that part
Thanks for the memory,
--Gio