Getting a quote from the car dealer.

Since the beginning of the 20th century there have been only three actual forces of evil.

• Hitler
• Hillary Clinton (I wonder what ever happened to her?)
• Car dealers

Hitler is dead.

Hillary: whereabouts unknown.

Which leaves us to car dealers.

They're evil.

You know this. I know this. (Hillary probably even knew this, before she vanished)

So the other day I go down to the car dealer to get a quote and possibly buy a car. I talk it up with my salesman...things are going smooth. I'm staying calm.

And then he has to go do something or check something. Or something.

And I'm sitting there by myself when I notice the stereotypical car dealer (loud coat, loud, loud tie, etc) walking by (not my guy, another guy) and I start talking to him.

Just about stuff. Guy stuff. Car stuff. Chicks. Baseball. Chicks in cars with baseballs.

And because he's not trying to sell me a car I find out he's a pretty good guy. He's clever. He's smart. He's funny. He just happens to sell cars.

We talk about our first cars. Mustangs. He's getting into yappin' with me. He remembers like it was yesterday.

We bonded. We're pals.

Here is part of the conversation:

ME: "You sell a lot of cars?"

HIM: "I do okay."

ME: "How many cars did you sell on your VERY best day?"

HIM: "Four." {for some reason I didn't hear him right or I wasn't paying attention and I thought he said "Eleven"}

ME: "ELEVEN! WOW!"

HIM: "No, I said four....If I sold eleven cars in one day, they'd still be writing songs about me."

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And that my friends is the best quote I've ever received from a car dealer.

PS:

I'm sure if he was trying to sell me a car he would have had a little mustache and possibly a swastika arm band on.