I’m sort of hoping that I never have to do this again:
You have no idea what a benefit a company car is until it goes away after more than 20 years. I’m off to look for a cheap used car this morning to get me back and forth to work. It is a ten minute commute, so I just need a vehicle that will start and not need tons of repairs. I’d like a pickup, but used truck prices are ridiculous. I don’t want a payment, but I also don’t have piles of cash and coin in my basement vault where I slide and ski down money mountains like Scrooge McDuck.
And then you have to deal with the Sneakie Boys:
I hate the high pressure “What do we need to get you into this car today” spiel. I can handle that, sales is my profession too. But more, I despise the hours waiting on financing to do their thing then come out with a whole different deal than what you agreed with the salesman. If I find something today, I will wait a little for them to work up the numbers then I’m leaving. They can call me Monday with a final deal. I’m not sitting around the dealership for hours on a Saturday. Mostly I loathe the idea that I’m going to get cheated. I am. I just don’t like it.
The alternative, of course, is to pay the factory price on a Tesla. Connecticut, and a few other states, won’t let you.