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I had turned 19 the summer I graduated from high school and was working my butt off to buy my first car/Honda. I spent the entire summer looking for Honda Accords that wern't trashed, had high mileage from going to the moon and back and wern't smoke in *tough in my town*
One of my cheaper lots in town had a pretty nice 93 Green EX sedan on a rack and I was admiring and looking at the paint with my hand on the car for a few minutes when a fat salesman barged outa the building and stated
"So, you gonna buy a car or are you just gonna stand there and scratch the paint?"
I was so dumbstruck and shocked and simply walked away in disgust trying to comprehend what had just happened. Had my father been their, **** would have hit the turbine. I've never been to that dealership since and have told everyone I know to stay away from them
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