Car Chronicles: Part Five: Advertising the Golf

God, I wish I could sing. If I could croon like Norah Jones or Madeleine Peyroux. Oh honey!

So the car chronicles continue. And have I talked about that little voice you hear in your head from time to time? No, not the one that tells you to run that road bully off the road or to throw yourself off a bridge, but the little one that says, “Wait until Wednesday to put the ad in Auto Trader.” Yeah, that one. I knew I should have listened to it.

Not a biggy, but still. Listen to the VOICE!

I would have saved myself $37 if I had. Oh well. It’s like that time I went to Calgary when the voice was saying not to. That cost me a lot more money and time than this did. So, if you want to save money, listen to the voice. (We listened to the voice when it told us to move two years ago. We did and everything fell right into place. And now look our crazy house is now almost twice the price we paid! Insane. So, folks, listen to the voice!)

Anyway, we sold the Golf. Sniff, sniff. Such a good car. All Amour-Alled and clean. Such a good car. Anyway, it’s gone. The lady who’s car we were going to buy–her son–bought the Golf. And it totally suits him. He is going to love it! My hubby says that he is going to totally get chicks in that car. It was sort of sad to see it go. We bought that car right after we got married eight years ago. Lots of memories in that little car.

Today we were supposed to pick up the Yaris. But, of course, problems. It is not ready. So we exercise patience. Hubby is going to blow a gasket! (He just called and he is not impressed. He’s like, ‘it’s been two weeks! This service sucks, what are they doing?’ And I get that, but it has actually worked out well for us so far, so whatever.) Anyway, apparently one of the air conditioning pieces didn’t come in, so there it is, all apart in their shop. Poor dejected little thing. They offered a loaner, but we still have the trusty Shadow and Big Mama (Dad’s Grand Marquis). The Grand Marquis is also known as the Mighty Hunter and Daniel Boone. (My dad hit a deer driving it to Ontario one summer, picked us up at the airport and ran over a raccoon.) So, maybe Friday we will get the car. Hubby is eager to road trip. Either for pie or for sandals. (My vote is pie–costs less.)

So anyway, when you buy an ad in Auto Trader, the ad doesn’t go in for a week and then several days after it has been in the magazine, then they put it online (unless you pay $7.50 for them to put it online right away). I felt a bit ripped off. I have canceled the ad, and even though it hasn’t been put in the magazine or online, they are still charging me $37. Even though they didn’t actually provide me with a service. That seems like a bit of a rip off to me. And the Red Deer Advocate, they just put ‘sold’ on the ad and keep running it for the whole week that they made me pay for. I always wondered why idiots advertised their vehicles as ‘sold’. I always thought, ‘really, was there that much demand that you had to pay money so people would stop calling?’ No, it is just them milking you so they don’t have to give you a part refund for the ads in the week that you didn’t use. Rip Off!

I sort of understand that once things are set up for publishing, you don’t want to start pulling ads and rearranging, but some of this is just them yanking my money out of my pocket.

So, there you have it.