I hate most dealerships. Sorry this has happened to you.
I come on the internet and read about guys like Randy, and I wonder... where the **** is the Randy in my town?
Randy's a free-floater...a drifter...some may say a legend. He crisscrosses the interstates and back roads during the pitch black night delivering the ultimate vehicle only to the most deserving.
Most may never get the chance to meet Randy, thus considering him an invented character in a concerted effort to keep the average consumer ever-striving for the ultimate deal.
But, remember this my friend, Randy does in fact exist.
If he were to pat you on the back, you would list it on your resume.
Both sides of his pillow are cool.
When in Rome, they do as he does.
He bowls… Overhand.
If he were to punch you in the face, you’d have to fight off the urge to thank him.
Sharks Have a week dedicated to him.
and...
...most importantly...
One of the most sincere dudes I've met.
Randy's the man.