Monday, June 10, 2013

I'm a Big Girl Now...

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.

1 comment:

Michael said...

Holy anon comments! Brie I'm so glad you got the car you wanted. And your credit analogy hits so close to home I'll have to use that. Mines the same way. And I guarantee you the day I go buy a car fr the first time I'll be jumping up and down like a crazy too!

 
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