I don't mean Big Girl as in fat I mean like an adult.
You know what I mean so hush yo faces.
A while back....like a month ago, I informed you that I was buying a car.
A BRAND NEW FUCKING CAR!!!!!!
Guess what I did.
I bought the damn thing.
I was planning on buying the car at the end of May but when the new job I knew I couldn't wait. I needed that job security for my loan application because my credit is worse than a fat kid's love for chocolate.
I decided that the 13th was the best day to do it. I had enough money, I wasn't working that day, and my boss was starting to talk to me again.
I was getting the silent treatment ever since I gave my notice.
I woke up in a panic Monday morning because I over slept. I had a plan, I knew what time I was going to be there, I needed to be there before some bitch bought my car.
I knew what car I wanted, I was NOT settling.
I was finally able to grab my mom and head over to the dealership. I needed my mom for this because I knew I was just too nervous to be buying a car by myself. I filled out some forms so that they could check my credit and then they took me outside to pick out my car. I b-lined it (what the hell is a freakin B-line?!) to the Rios and just stood there staring at the car I wanted. She was white with all black interior, brand new, sedan, touch screen radio, rear view camera, power windows and locks, working A/C.
She was my dream.
And my nightmare.
I couldn't afford her, no way no how. She was almost $20,000 and I was needing a car more along the lines of Ohhhh.....let's say, $16,000 or less. There were a few other Rios there that were sedans but they had this dumbass cream interior and I am not someone who likes cream colored items. I have a black dog and a black cat, I need black seats. I know I sound like a picky bitch but come on, this is going to be my car for the next 15 years. I can be picky if I want to. I looked at a couple of hatchback Rios but they were basically the same price as my dream car. I told my car guy my either or and he said he would see what he could do.
After being a little heart broken I wasn't going to get the car I wanted I went inside to the good news bad news in the finance department. Bad news was well....my credit was so bad my mom had to co-sign and I was denied by the banks even with my mom. Good news was that only one, that's right only ONE bank was going to give me a loan. I almost cried right there. I was getting my car and I wasn't going to have to be afraid every time I needed to drive some place.
I got a cramp in my hand from signing so many damn documents and I was so upset about it I kind of forgot to ask, how much did I get the car for, WHAT car I got, and how much they were giving me for my old piece of crap.
We did everything and I finally was handed a set of keys, informed of how much my monthly payments were, and was congratulated. I started to jump up and down like a crazy person on crack and all the sales guys just thought I was nuts. My car guy took me outside and said he was going to tell me how EVERYTHING worked so I wouldn't have any questions. Next thing I know I'm standing there staring at my dream car. MY FREAKIN DREAM CAR WAS MINE! I later found out that they knocked the price of the car down to the price of the other cars so that I could have it.
I ended up baking the whole dealership cupcakes.