I've been thinking of getting a new car, and wanted either a truck or something with good gas mileage. Two extremes, I know. Well after looking around the Toyota dealership yesterday, we settled on something economical. We test drove the Matrix, Toyota's station wagon looking car. I didn't like it, mainly because of the look of it. Then I saw across the yard the itty bitty Yaris liftback (they don't call them hatchbacks anymore...). I fell in love with it, it was tiny and cute and black sparkley. I made sure to NOT let the salesman know I wanted it, and we decided to check back another time and sleep on it.
Today we went to see the Simpsons movie, and on a whim figured we'd at least go see if they'd even finance me, and maybe crunch some numbers. We got there and of course, the damn black one was sold last night, and all they had (with the power stuff I wanted) was white. I really didn't want a white car. So we agreed to at least get a figure for us to think about when we went somewhere else and bought the one I wanted.
Well they agreed to finance me with some ludicrous down payment and monthly payment. We rejected that right off the bat, sent them back to come up with something better. I swear they need big red buttons in a box like Deal Or No Deal for car dealerships, it'd be hilarious. Well, long story short, after 4 hours at the dealership I ended up with my white Yaris for about $350 a month, nothing down. Picture this in white, no tinting:
I called my dad to let him know, since he's turning the Saturn over to me. We were going to trade it in for the Yaris, but the dealership would probably give me half of what I could sell it for, if that. My dad was like, "Well, I still think you should've waited to buy it until you moved, but you're 25 and can make your own choices". I told him it gets near 40MPG on the freeway, so at least our trip east will be cheaper, as Tom's car gets about 25, maybe 30.
Mom, on the other hand, went into total bitch mode, complaining that I wasn't supposed to get the Saturn until I graduated college, that they "just paid registration and insurance!!" (even though reg was paid in May and insurance can be refunded). She was just ranting and raving in the background while I talked to Dad, and I was strung out enough buying the car that I just snapped, hung up, and started bawling my eyes out. All my worries (I can't afford it, I shouldn't have bought it, I'm a horrible person for spending $15K on a car, etc) hit me and I dunno. I can't take it back now, it's mine. But I'm upset, and I still feel bad. We'll see how I feel in the morning... or if I talk to Mom on WoW and bitch her out.
EDIT: So Dad didn't even tell "the Boss" he was signing the car over to me to get this new car, and my mom's being a fucking bitch (pardon me), so now I have to drive the car up so THEY can take it back and sell it, which means I get to eat the plane ticket I bought. Tom's still flying up, and we're both flying back, but that's like $60 in airfare and another $50 in gas, not to mention a 7 hour drive. Thanks Mom. *grumble* I don't care about the money I would've gotten from selling it, I really don't. What pisses me off is the lack of communication between my parents, the fact that to my mom I now look like a greedy bitch, and that I have to eat my reservations and drive all the way up there just to make her STFU. Right now I would be quite happy to not talk to mom until I get up there, and even then....
Today we went to see the Simpsons movie, and on a whim figured we'd at least go see if they'd even finance me, and maybe crunch some numbers. We got there and of course, the damn black one was sold last night, and all they had (with the power stuff I wanted) was white. I really didn't want a white car. So we agreed to at least get a figure for us to think about when we went somewhere else and bought the one I wanted.
Well they agreed to finance me with some ludicrous down payment and monthly payment. We rejected that right off the bat, sent them back to come up with something better. I swear they need big red buttons in a box like Deal Or No Deal for car dealerships, it'd be hilarious. Well, long story short, after 4 hours at the dealership I ended up with my white Yaris for about $350 a month, nothing down. Picture this in white, no tinting:
I called my dad to let him know, since he's turning the Saturn over to me. We were going to trade it in for the Yaris, but the dealership would probably give me half of what I could sell it for, if that. My dad was like, "Well, I still think you should've waited to buy it until you moved, but you're 25 and can make your own choices". I told him it gets near 40MPG on the freeway, so at least our trip east will be cheaper, as Tom's car gets about 25, maybe 30.
Mom, on the other hand, went into total bitch mode, complaining that I wasn't supposed to get the Saturn until I graduated college, that they "just paid registration and insurance!!" (even though reg was paid in May and insurance can be refunded). She was just ranting and raving in the background while I talked to Dad, and I was strung out enough buying the car that I just snapped, hung up, and started bawling my eyes out. All my worries (I can't afford it, I shouldn't have bought it, I'm a horrible person for spending $15K on a car, etc) hit me and I dunno. I can't take it back now, it's mine. But I'm upset, and I still feel bad. We'll see how I feel in the morning... or if I talk to Mom on WoW and bitch her out.
EDIT: So Dad didn't even tell "the Boss" he was signing the car over to me to get this new car, and my mom's being a fucking bitch (pardon me), so now I have to drive the car up so THEY can take it back and sell it, which means I get to eat the plane ticket I bought. Tom's still flying up, and we're both flying back, but that's like $60 in airfare and another $50 in gas, not to mention a 7 hour drive. Thanks Mom. *grumble* I don't care about the money I would've gotten from selling it, I really don't. What pisses me off is the lack of communication between my parents, the fact that to my mom I now look like a greedy bitch, and that I have to eat my reservations and drive all the way up there just to make her STFU. Right now I would be quite happy to not talk to mom until I get up there, and even then....
phoenixgirl:
Im sorry you have to deal with that, I hate when parents throw the guilt shit in your face, but dont let them get to you!...I like the car, its cute, but oh so tiny!