Buck O Five said:
I regularly deal with distant relatives of BombayAg for work, and this cultures loves to haggle on everything from produce to furniture to clothing. For some reason Americans turn into eastern negotiators at car dealerships, where you want to win and you want the other side to lose. I appreciate dealerships that offer a western style approach with a fair market price. Just shop the market data to ensure the no-haggle price listed is fair market value.
Ah, so it was you.
I remember buying my SUV about 8 years ago and you or your relative was on the other side and he thought he was being cute. You know, he saw someone brown skinned and thought he could play with him and rip him off. But I don't have 3 degrees from 3 top schools for nothing. I just let him give me the slick salesman talk and I just listened. Then he trying to turn my wife against me "your husband does not want you to have a nice car!" and "you let your husband make all the decisions?? Tell him you want the car!". LOL Poor baaaastud. This probably works with feminist white women who hate their effeminate emasculated husbands but not with Asian (Indians, Chinese, Korean) women. I began to actually feel sorry for him. He most likely partied and drank through school, flunked out and now has to beg Indians and Chinese to buy cars from him. What a pitiable situation. And I have empathy.
Anyway, I had a price in mind and told him that. He made a show of being shocked. I just smiled at him. No words. Then he says "YOU are preventing us from making the sale!". I waved my check book (my old red University Dr/Tauber St Aggieland Credit Union cover dating back to 1995) and told him my hands are itching to write him a check but he was bring an stubborn ass and hurting himself. Then he said so many people wanted to buy his cars! I said I could not see anyone but me. Do you see anyone with a check book and pen? Noooooooooooooo. So that meant that he had a market of ONE. Yep, just me. No one else wanted his damn car. ha ha he turned red, especially when he saw my checkbook.
He tried some other silly tricks from his playbook, they all failed. I was having fun but then stopped myself from laughing at his face because poor guy was earning a living. Like we all do. so I agreed to pay him about $200 more because he literally began begging and pleading (and I am a nice guy and can't stand to see a grown man debase himself) so I made the deal.
I had taken a negotiations class during my MBA program. So I knew all the theoretical tricks and had created some of my own. It was fun turning theory into practice.
A few years ago, I bought an expensive German car and the whole cycle repeated. It's fun to get a great deal. But I make sure everyone makes some money.