A SILVER LINING
In a rash moment I said I’d buy my wife a car for her birthday. The trouble was she had set her heart on a particular color, white. It had to be white at all costs. I pointed out until I was blue in the face that white was very difficult color to keep clean. But she was adamant and so in the end I decided to surrender.
Now, I was a bit green. I was the perfect customer as far as the secondhand car salesman was concerned. Take the first place we went to. The manager rolled out the red carpet when he saw me coming. He started by showing me the most expensive models he could find, some of which made me turn green with envy of anyone who could afford to buy one
I can’t describe the language he used when I give some idea of the price I was thinking of because it would be red penciled. From the beginning I was therefore somewhat browned off really up. Only once in a blue moon do you come across a genuine bargain. I mean some of the dealers are thoroughly dishonest or is it that they are simply telling white lies ? the trouble is you have to buy a car in order to find out at one garage I actually caught one of the salesman red-handed, just as he was gluing back a chip of paint that had fallen off. I didn’t think much of his reputation. But what really made me see red was wen I was told that I would only get an old wreck for what I was prepared to pay. Perhaps I was being a bit moderate but then I didn’t want to end up in the red, in debt.
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