#Car salesman

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I drew a picture of a random car salesman and handsome Squidward in a banana costume making out.

[bigcollections]

CARSALESMENİNFO - GOLD

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[maybe-im-dark]

Car salesman: *slaps Rocket's shoulder*

This bad boy can fit so much fucking trauma

[lost-carcosa]

Front page of the Daily Star, 31 January 2024.

Love that opening line - "Totally sane techno boffin-cum-car salesman Elon Musk"

Although I would probably dispute the term 'techno boffin'. I doubt he knows a single fucking thing about the neuralink chip.

[jhsharman]

"CARtastrophe"

[notsocheezy]

Brain Curd #201

Brain Curds are lightly edited daily writing - usually flash fiction and sometimes terrible on purpose.

“See that? That’s a real nice one. A Ford Focus. These are super reliable,” said the husband to his wife, entirely pretending to have any car knowledge whatsoever. “Then again, you can’t go wrong with the Nissan Pathfinder, either.”

“Uh-huh,” nodded the wife, not really paying attention to him, staring at a bright pink coupe over on the opposite side of the lot. “Maybe we should look around some more?”

“What, do you really want to spend all day on a used car lot?”

“I sure do!” Said a voice leaning on the car behind the husband, who jumped out of his skin to get away.

“What the hell, man! Don’t sneak up on a guy like that!”

“Sorry, I’ve been told I’m a quiet walker.” The salesman straightened his tie and stuck out his hand. “Nice to meet ya, folks, the name’s Chuck Stickshift! What can I do to get you inside one of these fine automobiles today?”

“Uh…” The husband shook Stickshift’s hand. “Well, we’re looking to buy a car, so…”

“That’s great!” Chuck pulled the husband in close. “I’ve got a wonderful selection of fine vehicles to show you! And may I say sir, you smell fantastic!”

“We’d love to see more of your selection!” The wife beamed.

“I don’t know about that,” said the husband. “I really think the Ford…”

“Not to worry, sir, I won’t let you down! The nicest vehicle we have is this beautiful Porche right here.”

The wife caressed the car’s curves with her fingertips, marveling at the lustrous pearlescent paint job. “We should at least take a test drive, honey. It wouldn’t be right to make a rash decision.”

“Couldn’t agree more, dollface!” The salesman smiled wide, his mouth open and teeth showing. It was transparently fabricated, but undeniably charming. He pulled the husband off to the side. “Sir, I’d like to offer you a discount on this fine car.”

“But -”

“Shh, shhh,” Stickshift put his finger to the man’s lips. “Not a word while I admire your eyes.”

“Huh?”

“Here’s what I’d like to offer you. It’s the best I’m authorized to give you, but you both seem like such nice people that I figure we should skip the theatrics of negotiation.”

“Uh… alright?”

“Here’s what I’d like to do for you, friend: I’d like to suck your cock.”

“What?”

“And your wife’s cock, should she have one. Do we have a deal?”

The husband felt a sensation much like having to sneeze but not being able to, except it was in the speech processing center of his brain. “I’m sorry, I think there may be a misunderstanding. We’re here to buy a car?”

“Oh, that?” He chuckled and waved it away. “You can have the car. I don’t care about the car. What you gotta understand about me is that I really love cock. Can’t get enough.”

“You do work here, right?”

Chuck snorted. “This guy thinks I don’t work here!” He said to no one. “Of course I work here, pal, I own the place. Do you think I get the big bucks by standing around all day at some random used car lot?”

“Mr. Stickshift!” The wife called out. “May I see inside?”

“Certainly!” He pulled a twelve-ounce keyring from a carabiner on his belt and tossed it her way. She caught it like a pro baseball player.

“I’m confused…” The husband said, exasperated. “You want to give this car to us for free? What’s wrong with it?”

“Nothing’s wrong with it!” Chuck patted him on the chest. “That is, nothing’s wrong with it yet. After the test drive, hey, who knows!” He chuckled. “But it wouldn’t be anything a good detail in the back seat wouldn’t clean up, eh?” He elbowed him.

The husband tittered through an awkward smile.

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[daily-spanish-word]

prison, jail la cárcel

Remember: to incarcerate somebody.

A carrel: a personal study desk,.. or cell in a cloister.

I was in jail once. All the other inmates were car salesmen. No surprise there.

She visited her husband in prison. Ella visitó a su marido en la cárcel.

Picture by StockMonkeys.com

[tomoleary]

Ray Rohn (1888-1935) “Car Salesman” Original Water on Board Comic Illustration, circa 1920

Source

[humbug-demartino]

"Partner's Complaint" [S4 Ep01]

[fieriframes]

[FROM HIS MOM. THE ENTHUSIASM THAT JOSE HAS JUST COMES RIGHT THROUGH ON THE FOOD. ALWAYS HIT OR MISS, SO TAKE YOUR AIM. AND YOU CAME FROM THE BACKGROUND OF... BEFORE THIS, I HAD AN USED CAR LOT. YOU WERE A USED CAR SALESMAN? YES.]

[fluxxdog]

"I've never done anything like this before."

"I can teach you."

Yup, so many contexts can fit in this.

yeah “i can teach you” is kind and gentle and warm and comforting. it’s also hot. right

[wolfspaw]

[jimbles-archive]

The Car Salesman

[if-you-fan-a-fire]

"Dealer Admits Cheating Try," Windsor Star. June 24, 1943. Page 15. ---- Gets Two Years in Case Which Involves Mayor of Sydney, N.S. ---- SYDNEY, N.S., June 24. - Nathan Siegel, automobile dealer of nearby Glace Bay, pleaded guilty in supreme court Wednesday to attempting to ob- tain $300 by false pretences from the New England Fire Insurance Company of Montreal.

Mr. Justice M. B. Archibald sentenced Siegel to two years in penitentiary. the term to run concurrently with two-year sentences for forgery and fraud imposed last February. All three charges, arose out of allegedly fradulent automobile insurance deals.

On the count to which he pleaded guilty Wednesday, Siegel was charged jointly with Mayor D. J. MacLean of Sydney. The presiding judge on Tuesday ordered the cases traversed to the October sitting of the court, but Siegel decided overnight to enter the guilty plea.

Of six persons originally charged here last winter in connection with alleged insurance frauds, the only one still awaiting trial is Mayor MacLean. He is charged with attempting to obtain $300 by false pretences and also with attempting to obtain $688 by false pretences from another insurance company. He was acquitted last week of two other counts. All the others except Siegel have been acquitted.

[gimmemore75]

This reminds me of the time we, my mom, my brothers, and I, were at the car dealership. Once she found a car that was within her range and one she liked, she tried to get it. But the salesman was trying to get her to get this soccer mom type car because of her 3 kids. She kept giving excuses, answering questions. I was bored, hungry, and ready to leave. My brothers used all of my phone battery and started to fall asleep. I wasn't staying there longer than I had to be. So I interrupted with, "Why do you keep doing that?"

Salesman: "Doing what?"

Me: "Keep trying to tell Mommy what she wants. She knows what she wants. She doesn't want the car you keep talking about."

Salesman: "But maybe she doesn't know how great this-"

Me: "Mommy only wants this car."

Salesman: "Yes, but-"

Me: "No buts. She ONLY WANTS THE CAR SHE SAID."

We walked out with the car my mom wanted. My mom tried to apologize to the guy but found it hilarious that he was getting blocked by a 6th grader. She didn't want to be rude but dangit Mommy, sometimes you have to be. That guy was a parasite.

Ive said this before but swear the biggest skill to learn as an adult is how to resist high-pressure sales tactics. You do NOT have to answer questions with anything other than "Sorry I'm not interested." No matter how nice they are or no matter how many follow up questions they ask or even how agitated they get when you stand your ground. Just keep saying I'm not interested. Don't answer their questions. Don't give them an opening to try to push back on your reasons. Be a fucking brick wall of I'm not interested.

[notsocheezy]

Brain Curd #202

Brain Curds are lightly edited daily writing - usually flash fiction and sometimes terrible on purpose. This is a continuation of Brain Curd 201 - read it first!

The husband settled into the driver’s seat of the Porche. His wife was already in the back seat, bouncing up and down with excitement.

“This car can go so fast!” She giggled. “I can’t wait!”

“Hey, folks,” the salesman said through the passenger window. “I need to go grab some paperwork before we take this baby for a spin. Don’t go anywhere, hot stuff!” He winked, clicked his tongue, and walked away.

“Uh, honey?” The husband said, half-turning around in his seat.

“What is it?”

“The salesman, uh… he made me a very strange offer.”

She tilted her head. “Strange how?”

“He… he wants to suck my cock.”

The wife was silent for a moment. The husband worried she was judging him for not immediately dismissing the idea, a surely distasteful arrangement not suitable for a married man or the majority of unmarried ones.

She un-tilted her head. “And?”

“What do you mean, ‘and’?”

“What’s the weird part?”

The husband huffed. “That is the weird part! How is that not the weird part?!?”

“You’ve never bought a used car before, have you?”

“Are you suggesting I let this man have his way with my twig and berries?”

“What did he offer you?”

“He said we could have the car for free if I let him… you know…”

She slapped her hands down on the leather. “And you’re considering not accepting this deal?!? Look at this interior! It’s gorgeous!”

“But I’ve never… I mean, I would never…”

“It’s okay, honey, you have my permission. It’s not cheating, it’s just a really good deal. It’s not like you’re sucking his cock. Have your fun.”

“But I don’t want -”

“Hey again!” Chuck Stickshift got into the passenger seat and shut the door. “I’ve got everything in order, so as soon as you’re ready to sign, this baby is all yours!” He put his arm over the husband’s shoulders.

“Uh…” He could feel the dampness of his underarms. “I think we… ought to go for a test drive first? Yeah, that would be best.”

The salesman looked back. “Does that sound alright to you, ma’am?”

She smiled. “Anything you two want is fine with me.” She winked.

“Alright, alright!” The salesman chuckled. “Now we’re driving with gas!” He gently patted the husband’s shoulder. “Go ahead and start her up.”

He nodded in response and turned the key, but due to his nerves, let go of the starter too quickly.

“First time?” Chuck asked, sounding as though he was winking with his teeth.

“No, it’s not my first time… I’ve just… never driven a stick shift before, that’s all.”

“Give it another try! The first time is never any good.”

He turned the key again, this time letting go too late. The engine started, but sputtered a little.

“That’s an improvement, but I think we can do better. Shut it off.”

“Why?”

“Just do it.”

He turned the key back and the engine went quiet. Chuck took his hand and gently guided it. Together, they perfected the ignition.

Stickshift clicked his tongue. “I knew you had it in ya!”

The husband’s voice broke. “I thought you wanted it in you?”

He chuckled. “The sense of humor on this one! Ma’am, may I say, you have fantastic taste!”

“How would you know?!?” The husband said, paranoid. “Have you sold her a car before?!?”

The wife rolled her eyes. “Just start driving, honey.”

He nodded and pulled out of the lot onto a main road. Chuck took out a pen and began annotating the contract. They got onto the freeway, going seventy miles per hour. The wife was having the time of her life.

“You’re doing great with all this gear-shifting for a first timer,” Chuck noted. “Is there something you want to tell us?” He laughed.

She laughed.

The husband gripped the steering wheel like it was about to fly out the window.

Chuck signed his name on the paperwork and the pen slipped out of his hand. He nearly caught it midair, but it instead fell to the husband’s feet.

“Whoops!” Chuck said. “Lemme get that…”

He leaned over into the husband’s lap and rummaged around. The husband heard the sound of his zipper and floored it, eyes wide, right into the back of a semi truck.

He screamed.

His wife screamed.

Chuck’s mouth was full.

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