Originally Posted by TylerH860

Wow, my first confrontation with a shipper followed by my first confrontation with a drive up customer within such a short period...

A somewhat tatty looking white family drives up in a beat up mid 2000s Mazda Protege 5 and bolts towards my 2002 Ford Thunderbird. Its a 2002 with 120,000 miles and I'm asking $12000 for it. I did some research and was sure to price it lower than the next cheapest Thunderbird within 300 miles by alot but I did still have some room.

I gave them a minute to look as I don't like to pounce on people. I walked up and started to introduce myself, but the oldest male of the group cuts me off and immediately asked what the mileage was. When I told them 120,000, he gasped, whistled, whatever, and told me my price was ridiculous. I'm used to people spouting off like that without doing an iota of research so it really didn't bother me in the slightest. I replied that I had gone through the car thoroughly, it runs and drives like new, and if it had half miles then it would be priced at $20,000 instead of $12000. It was a slight exaggeration but I was doing a little alliteration.

The man immediately got in my face and said, that's bull$hit, and asked if there was another salesman. He didn't want some "punk kid" to wait on him and talk "bull$hit". T I'm a pretty disarming guy and have not had someone try and physically intimidate, and insult me like that since high school.

Getting hot but still holding my temper I told him the car was mine and I own the lot, and leave my.... but he once again wouldn't let me finish my sentence. He got pretty much nose to nose with me and told me to go back inside before something bad happens. How does an a-hole like you sell cars, or somesuch.

I stood my ground and repeated get off my property now, and was starting to ad that in 3 years of doing business I've never had a confrontation like this, but once again he cut me off, got even closer, and said there was one with 40,000 miles down the road for $18000. Actually they were asking $20,000 as I had done my research, but once again, he wouldn't let me get two words out. He just dept repeating, louder and louder, keep talkin' Keep talkin'. Then, you won't sell me anything, what's the point?

I tried to get the words out a few more times but it was just like Dr. Evil shushing his son in the Austin Powers movie.

The guy was a nut case, I turned around and walked inside. The nut case and the rest of the family, who were dead silent the entire time promptly left. It probably made him feel great that he got me to back down and walk away on my own turf, but I wasn't escalating a situation.