Everything was going swimmingly. I had done my research, knew exactly what type of car I wanted and was taking that car for a test drive. I was quite pleased with the salesman; an older gentleman with greying hair and an honest face. He spoke directly to me the entire test drive and when we returned to his office to talk terms.
Even when he filled out the paperwork, he did not even glance at my husband, Paul, to get his ‘permission’ to continue. I was sure this was it. This would be the first time I would buy a car
