Sandy
04-25-06, 09:24 PM
Back to our "Firends" at Suburban Dodge in Metuchen, NJ (Central N.J) :thepan: The owner, much like the G.M. was also a wacko. His problem was he refused to speak to any of his employees, Never a "Hello" or a "Goodbye" or have a nice Holiday....Nuttin' Would walk in and acknowledge nobodies presence. Regardless, he did have a Saturday Morning Gimmick. He graced us with an EXACT 12 noon Saturady AM/PM appearance. His thing was this: Any NEW "deal" written Saturday morning, and placed upon HIS desk with a deposit (cash, check, credit card copy signed) that was on his desk prior to 11:59AM that salesman got paid double commission. This was to get us ON THE PHONE calling the week's customer's to "come-on-down" and complete the opportunity to own a new Dodge. ('Ya I'm smooth:) )
So.....
It's the day before, a Friday, and it's like 4 in the afternoon. Two guys are away at truck school, and it's me & the G.M. whom I steer clear of. So, all of a sudden from out of nowhere I notice we have a customer (an UP) snooping around our Chargers. (This is 1976). He's seemingly alone, and in his late 50s (my age now....OMG !). I scan our property looking for his arrival car, but see none. (Okay, maybe he's a shop customer, or maybe he walked over as we were located among residences > old zoning). I watch him for a bit, and he is definately checking out the Chargers, having gone from the blue one to the maroon to the silver & now on the cream one. I carefully scan my GMs office to see IF he has spotted him. He hasn't, cause he is combing his hair and making pretty. So, I announce that I am going out to assist the gentlemen on the lot. This is met with a grunt.
So, now with the "UP" I find that he is a very soft spoken & pleasant enough guy and he is very much in love with the 1976 Charger. I have taken all 4 cars keys and offer to open them up. He likes the cream one and I open her up. He examines everything about the car. I ask him if he'd like to start it up. He says that he'd like to take it for a ride. Sandy goes & fetchs a demo plate, and tells "Mr. Pleasant" that I'm going on a Demo. He grunts.
Back out on the lot I hang the plate, start her up, let her idle and My cusotmer, behind the wheel, me in passenger's bucket pull out. He drives very slowly, & I wonder why. We are doing 22 in a 25 MPH zone. After like 1/4 mile he does a right turn and goes around the block, and heads back. We never went over 22 MPH. Upon pulling in he parks it, and gets out & looks it over some more. His name is George Rodger O'Malley, Jr. George studies the window sticker for some time, in silence. He is very quiet. Finally he looks to me and says, pointing at the sticker, "This is the price that I pay" ? So, I said "Yes", waiting for a counter offer. George says, "Seems Fair" ! Sandy thinks OMG.... could it be? My 2nd full pop ? OMG OMG. There was $1,860 spread from invoice to window sticker in '76 on a Cordoba or a Charger. The mind races. I smell the $400.00 commission!!
At this point George gets ahead of me by offerring to "go in and write it up". We Do. George explains that he has just $75.00 cash on him, but will bring more, if needed, in a day or two. He wants delivery in "about a week as he has to get to the bank to access his money". Fine with me.
We go in and I write the order, take his $75.00 and fill out licensing papers. George tells that he lives on some street in town and I copy it onto the order. I was not familiar in the least with Metuchen, as I lived like 22 miles away, I only knew how to get to work and the local coffee shop. George leaves and I watch him and he IS walking, as I kinda thought.
I take the full list $1,900 deal into my boss, the G.M. and tell that it's a full list, no discount $1,900 deal ! He grunts.
By this time it's 6PM and we closed at 6PM on Fridays. So, we (he) close up and I say G'night and he remains silient. I go home.
Next morning (as you know God does not appear until 12 NOON). I arrive first ahead of the other 2 salesmen & our G.M. As I cruise into the lot in my shiney Dart Swinger 340 ..... glowing from my full lister & panting to tell my peers of my 2nd lifetime full pop >>>> WHOA MUTHA WTF IS IT ?
A Metuchen Police Car is parked blocking our foot entrance. He makes eye contact with me, and looks really really really nasty! :mad: :( :gun:
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Cop strutts outta his car (I am allready out of the Dart), and he says to me ...
I am looking for a Sandy Block. Whoa... I say, "That's me" {I know I have not done anything wrong, but I am still nonetheless shaking a bit} .....
He says to me, " Did you yesterday sell a car to a Mr. George Rodger O'Malley, a Dodge Charger, a yellow Charger?"
"Ye ye YES I did, Sir." ~ Sandy eeks out.
"Did Mr. O'Malley give you $75.00 as a retainer" Cop Says....
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{You're gonna die, folks}
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"" Well, Mr. Block, I need to have that $75.00 back, as Mr. O'Malley stole that $75.00 from his private Nurse's pocketbook. I need to return it to her.""
Mr. Block, do you know WHERE Mr. O'Malley lives... he askes me....
I have it written down inside, sir, I can get it for you, I offer, as my peers are now cruising in & wondering what & why the Cop is there.....
Oh No, the cop says. I know WHERE he lives, but I guess you didn't.
He lives at the Greystone Mental Heath Facility. He is for the most part incompetant & has been declaired insane by the ward of the state! :rant2:
He walked over here & before coming he stole the $75.00 from his private nurse, telling her hewas going to buy a Dodge Charger, and she thought nothing of it, as he was always talking something. He snuck out when nobody noticed and walked 3 miles to us & 3 miles home. When he get back to the home, he was flashing around the order I wrote that he signed for all to see, and they called the cops.
End of 2nd Full Pop Deal ! So, I only ever had just the one.
Later when the G.M. came in and was told about what happened he laughed, and then grunted.
{To think I took a drive with a State of New Jersey declaired Insane Man driving....} :alchi:
So.....
It's the day before, a Friday, and it's like 4 in the afternoon. Two guys are away at truck school, and it's me & the G.M. whom I steer clear of. So, all of a sudden from out of nowhere I notice we have a customer (an UP) snooping around our Chargers. (This is 1976). He's seemingly alone, and in his late 50s (my age now....OMG !). I scan our property looking for his arrival car, but see none. (Okay, maybe he's a shop customer, or maybe he walked over as we were located among residences > old zoning). I watch him for a bit, and he is definately checking out the Chargers, having gone from the blue one to the maroon to the silver & now on the cream one. I carefully scan my GMs office to see IF he has spotted him. He hasn't, cause he is combing his hair and making pretty. So, I announce that I am going out to assist the gentlemen on the lot. This is met with a grunt.
So, now with the "UP" I find that he is a very soft spoken & pleasant enough guy and he is very much in love with the 1976 Charger. I have taken all 4 cars keys and offer to open them up. He likes the cream one and I open her up. He examines everything about the car. I ask him if he'd like to start it up. He says that he'd like to take it for a ride. Sandy goes & fetchs a demo plate, and tells "Mr. Pleasant" that I'm going on a Demo. He grunts.
Back out on the lot I hang the plate, start her up, let her idle and My cusotmer, behind the wheel, me in passenger's bucket pull out. He drives very slowly, & I wonder why. We are doing 22 in a 25 MPH zone. After like 1/4 mile he does a right turn and goes around the block, and heads back. We never went over 22 MPH. Upon pulling in he parks it, and gets out & looks it over some more. His name is George Rodger O'Malley, Jr. George studies the window sticker for some time, in silence. He is very quiet. Finally he looks to me and says, pointing at the sticker, "This is the price that I pay" ? So, I said "Yes", waiting for a counter offer. George says, "Seems Fair" ! Sandy thinks OMG.... could it be? My 2nd full pop ? OMG OMG. There was $1,860 spread from invoice to window sticker in '76 on a Cordoba or a Charger. The mind races. I smell the $400.00 commission!!
At this point George gets ahead of me by offerring to "go in and write it up". We Do. George explains that he has just $75.00 cash on him, but will bring more, if needed, in a day or two. He wants delivery in "about a week as he has to get to the bank to access his money". Fine with me.
We go in and I write the order, take his $75.00 and fill out licensing papers. George tells that he lives on some street in town and I copy it onto the order. I was not familiar in the least with Metuchen, as I lived like 22 miles away, I only knew how to get to work and the local coffee shop. George leaves and I watch him and he IS walking, as I kinda thought.
I take the full list $1,900 deal into my boss, the G.M. and tell that it's a full list, no discount $1,900 deal ! He grunts.
By this time it's 6PM and we closed at 6PM on Fridays. So, we (he) close up and I say G'night and he remains silient. I go home.
Next morning (as you know God does not appear until 12 NOON). I arrive first ahead of the other 2 salesmen & our G.M. As I cruise into the lot in my shiney Dart Swinger 340 ..... glowing from my full lister & panting to tell my peers of my 2nd lifetime full pop >>>> WHOA MUTHA WTF IS IT ?
A Metuchen Police Car is parked blocking our foot entrance. He makes eye contact with me, and looks really really really nasty! :mad: :( :gun:
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Should I go on ?
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Cop strutts outta his car (I am allready out of the Dart), and he says to me ...
I am looking for a Sandy Block. Whoa... I say, "That's me" {I know I have not done anything wrong, but I am still nonetheless shaking a bit} .....
He says to me, " Did you yesterday sell a car to a Mr. George Rodger O'Malley, a Dodge Charger, a yellow Charger?"
"Ye ye YES I did, Sir." ~ Sandy eeks out.
"Did Mr. O'Malley give you $75.00 as a retainer" Cop Says....
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{You're gonna die, folks}
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"" Well, Mr. Block, I need to have that $75.00 back, as Mr. O'Malley stole that $75.00 from his private Nurse's pocketbook. I need to return it to her.""
Mr. Block, do you know WHERE Mr. O'Malley lives... he askes me....
I have it written down inside, sir, I can get it for you, I offer, as my peers are now cruising in & wondering what & why the Cop is there.....
Oh No, the cop says. I know WHERE he lives, but I guess you didn't.
He lives at the Greystone Mental Heath Facility. He is for the most part incompetant & has been declaired insane by the ward of the state! :rant2:
He walked over here & before coming he stole the $75.00 from his private nurse, telling her hewas going to buy a Dodge Charger, and she thought nothing of it, as he was always talking something. He snuck out when nobody noticed and walked 3 miles to us & 3 miles home. When he get back to the home, he was flashing around the order I wrote that he signed for all to see, and they called the cops.
End of 2nd Full Pop Deal ! So, I only ever had just the one.
Later when the G.M. came in and was told about what happened he laughed, and then grunted.
{To think I took a drive with a State of New Jersey declaired Insane Man driving....} :alchi: