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No Free Rides

, , , , | Right | May 5, 2026

I used to work at General Motors Financial as an account representative. Basically, I would talk to customers about their car payment, try to assist them if they were behind, or just accept payments from them.

A lady called in, and after I said my usual opening statement, thanking them for calling us:

Me: “So, how may I assist you today?”

Caller: “Are you giving away free cars?”

Really giving her the benefit of the doubt here:

Me: “Do you mean zero upfront payment?”

Caller: “No, like zero any payment. No payments ever.”

Me: “Oh, so like, free free.”

Caller: “Yeah!”

Me: “Uh… no. Sadly, General Motors is currently unable to support that business model.”

Caller: “Ah, d***. You too, huh? Do you know anyone who does?”

It was a miracle that I didn’t explode with laughter until after the call ended.

It’s In The Car Port, Not The Teleport

, , , , | Right | March 2, 2026

I work for a big used car company. A customer storms into our building, irate from the get-go.

Customer: “What’s wrong with you people! I ordered a car, and it’s not here yet!”

I’m able to parse together details of her order between her ranting.

Me: “Ma’am, you ordered last night.”

Customer: “Yes! If this were Amazon, I would have had my order already!”

Me: “Ma’am, we’re transferring a used car from Texas to South Florida. There’s no way that was going to happen overnight.”

Customer: “If this were Amazon, it would be in my driveway already, so you must just be incompetent!”

Me: *Too overworked to deal with this BS.* “Ma’am! It’s a whole car! Do you think we FedEx them? Do you think we air freight ten-year-old used Kias on a private jet?”

Customer: “Hellooooo! It’s a f****** car! Just drive it!”

I sat her down, and Google mapped the trip for her.

Me: “Soooo, if you drove without making any stops, and there was no traffic, that journey is about 21 hours.”

Customer: “That’s less than a day!”

Me: “You ordered your car fifteen hours ago.”

Customer: *Shrugs.* “So I’ll see it in six hours?”

Me: “No… ma’am. Please, listen…”

I explained it again, and my manager explained twice. She was not happy, but she did leave us alone after that.

The Drive To Review

, , , , , , | Working | CREDIT: Expensive__Support | February 26, 2026

The city I live in has extremely inflated vehicle values compared to the surrounding areas. If you buy the same car from a neighboring state, you can often save $3–4k without really trying. When I buy a new vehicle (which happens every three to four years), I always look in the surrounding states to compare pricing.

I was shopping for a new car (brand new) and found one that matched my specs about twelve hours away in a neighboring state. It was priced about $5,000 below comps.

After looking up flights, there was a one-way direct flight that took me to their local airport for around $175. Plus, the gas to drive back, I was looking at a total of maybe $275 to save $5,000. Absolutely worth it in this situation. 

I reached out to the dealership, negotiated a bit, and agreed on a price. I let them know that I would be flying in to pick up the car and offered to pay in full in advance of the flight. They told me that all they needed was a $1k deposit and that the car was considered mine.

We signed a contract, and I paid the deposit.

And then I booked the flight for three days later.

First sign of things gone awry:

When I showed up at the airport, the dealership was supposed to pick me up. This had been arranged in advance. A quick phone call later, I grabbed an Uber to take me the twenty miles to the dealership, with the promise of them covering that cost. No big deal either way.

Second sign of things gone awry: 

When I showed up at the dealership, the salesman I had been speaking with asked me if I wanted to walk the lot with him to look at a few cars. 

Yes. Cars. Plural.

Questioning what he meant by that, we walked into the lot to see these “cars” he was talking about.

Were these some special type of gold-inlaid, full self-driving, full self-flying amaze-mobiles? No. They were not.

When I asked point-blank to see the car I was buying, the one with VIN XYZ listed in the signed contract with a deposit on it, I was told it was no longer available. 

The salesman offered to show me similar cars, which would have been fine if we could have come to similar pricing terms. But all of these cars were outrageously priced (think $2k over MSRP instead of $5k under MSRP).

There was never any mention, paperwork, signage, or otherwise, of incentives for giving five-star reviews.) 

Fast forward two to three hours. 

I was now convinced the dealership never had this specific car on the lot and that this was a 100% bait-and-switch gone wrong. The dealership was unwilling to sell me a similar vehicle at a similar price (we were over $5k apart) and unwilling to pay my flight costs for this scenario.

A heated discussion ensued between the general manager and me, who told me:

General Manager: “Go ahead and leave a bad review.”

He also made it clear I wasn’t getting any “free” money from him. I took an Uber to a nearby hotel and booked a flight home for the next day.

Total cost: Around $750.

This dealership had an average Google rating of around 4.5 stars with about four-hundred total reviews. Pretty solid for a dealership. 

That night, sitting in the hotel room with time to burn, I spent a couple of hours creating new email accounts so I could leave multiple reviews. By the end of the night, I had left around twenty one-star reviews. Then I stopped caring about the reviews and shifted my focus to recovering my travel expenses.

A few days after getting home, I sent the dealership a demand letter for $750, which they ignored. Since the original contract was executed in both states, I was allowed to file small claims in my home state, which I did.

The dealership never showed up. I received a default judgment for $750. I got my $1k deposit back. I paid with a credit card, and it was refunded without issue. I couldn’t sue for time spent or force the contract to be honored because I filed in small claims court (the case was winnable, but legal fees and time made it not worth pursuing).

It took certified letters, phone calls, and about a year, but yes, I collected.

I was still not a happy camper. What they did was wrong on so many levels. All my friends knew the story. Many left a bad review or two, but nothing out of the ordinary.

At some point later, I left one bad review. Just one. I noticed all the original reviews I had left earlier were gone, likely flagged as fake. The one I just posted stayed. So, the next day, I created another account and left another one-star review.

Fast forward two to three years. This became a habit. Any time I had a few minutes, I created a new account and left a one-star review.

Their current rating: 1.9 stars. Total reviews: Nearly 3,500. I am personally responsible for at least half of them.

When you open the dealer’s website, one of the rotating banners advertises:

Website Banner: “$50 for a five-star review.”

It explains that if you show the review to your salesman, you get a $50 Visa gift card. This policy appeared around a year after the bait-and-switch, right when the one-star reviews began piling up.

Assuming I’m responsible for half the reviews, and they’ve paid for at least a thousand five-star reviews, they’ve spent $50,000 buying reviews.

And their rating still keeps dropping. All after telling me to “go ahead and leave a bad review.”

Stalling A Stolen Sale

, , , , | Working | CREDIT: HauntedBestie | December 17, 2025

I worked at one of those car lots where they sell you a $2500 car in sixty or ninety inflated payments with interest so high you end up paying $25k for it. Our office had the ridiculous “Selling Sales Manager” business model, where your boss competes with you for commission on sales, thus the boss’s success means your financial deficits, and vice versa. She was THE boss, no one else above her in our lot, anyone higher rank was across town at the underwriting offices.

She stole EVERY sale she could get away with from me.

When I was hired, she said:

Boss: “Your success is my success!”

Liar! She hated every single sale I made because in her head, it should have been her extra commission on her next check.

So finally, a customer comes in, and her name is under mine in our system, the only person I ever saw “the powers that be” replace the car she was buying when it broke down (must have gotten a lawyer), but my boss has already set her up in her office.

She lowers her voice to tell her:

Boss: “I am so sorry, it’s [My Name]’s sale. She’s not that bad, but…”

Customer: “What? I don’t want to be with a bad salesperson!”

Boss: “Well, if you want me over her, that’s a different story.”

She coaches her on saying the right words to switch salespersons. I’m livid.

I’m deciding if this is the last straw before I quit, but then I see that the customer is being really difficult. No matter what my boss does, she can’t seem to satisfy her. Finally, she spends ALL DAY tracking down parts and having the car spruced up for the lady, down to cleaning it herself out there, sweating and whining because the detail guy sucked. Unsatisfied, the customer doesn’t leave with the replacement car.

The customer comes back in at the end of the day, still unhappy, and this time has her grown son with her. My boss is now p***ed, drops the miss nice sales lady routine, and is outright trying to badger them into taking the car.

I found out it’s because there will be no commission on this sale, since it’s a replacement. The customers are being picky cause they CAN be.

I’ve already decided to quit, so I leave at closing time, even though we are supposed to stay with the other coworker if their sale runs late. 

These people had ALMOST decided to get the car. They’re standing in front of it talking. I get in my car, and as I’m leaving, I pull beside them and roll my window down and say:

Me: “Don’t let her bully you into buying anything you don’t want. It’s your money, you don’t have to get anything unless you want it, not because she decided for you.”

The customer and her son nod.

Customer: “THAT’S RIGHT!”

Me: “Keep looking until you find the right one; it’s her job to show you every single car if that’s what you want.”

Driving away, I see my boss walk out smiling because she thinks it is over, and I sat long enough at the exit to see the smile wiped right off her stupid, greedy face when she realized she’d be there all night.

Public Password

, , , , | Right | November 17, 2025

I’m sitting in the waiting room of the service department. I heard an employee ask an older woman for some specific information. She didn’t know it.

Employee: “It might be in [particular email]. Can you check that?”

Customer: “I don’t know my email address.”

Employee: “Is it on your phone?”

Customer: “I only know how to access it from my home computer.”

She decided to call her daughter to ask for help. She put her cell phone on speaker at top volume while her daughter spelled out her email address one letter at a time, then spelled out her password. 

Everyone in that crowded waiting room heard every word.