The Car business. Those three words ring in men and women's heads (mostly men), across the country every morning, with an alarm clock. Some service writers show up at 6am, some salesman are on the afternoon shift at 1pm. I usually hated the 1 o'clock shift, cause I'm too lazy to do anything in the morning, other than drink a pot of cheap coffee, and watch unimportant news (the war on terror, who's a sex offender now?, which schools couldn't get funding, etc...) Sportcenter is great, but after I broke my LCD HD TV, its not the same. Did I mention I'm too cheap to buy a new flat panel?
Should I shave this morning? I'll just tell them I did, and I'm a hairy Jew so it looks like I didn't. Should I iron my shirt, or just put on a jacket? These are the dilemmas I go through every morning. It's my day off, should I go in? God forbid I miss that mini 3 series deal.
As I drive to work I think about the day ahead. Which deals did I screw up for today? Which customers are going to want me to appraise there car over the phone, just ask for a ballpark, then yell at me when I tell them how little there piece of shit bucket is really worth? Did I forget to modify the order that's just about to go into production?
This is my morning. I'm sure i'm not too far off from most liars, (salesmen), except for maybe the hairy jew, some of you are hairy gentiles.
