Why are you making this soooooooooooooooooooooo difficult?No Gilligan, it's not. In 2012 they granted and disbursed a loan I applied for.....without a purchase order. It seems like this requirement to have a purchase order prior to disbursing the loan is a peculiarity/rule.....whatever you want to call it, my bank has. Yeah, it was only three years ago, but I don't remember having to get a purchase order from Wiengardner in L'town; I just filled out a loan app. at the bank for the list price ($16,666.00). I paid $5K at the dealership, signed the papers and that was it; but I'm not walking into the dealership with $5K this time. At the most, my down payment will be $2500.
It appears I am going to have to go to Waldorf, first, to get a purchase order that defines a final purchase price and my down payment amount; because they will not fax me a purchase order. The person at the dealership wants me to go up there and play the negotiate game, then I take that paperwork to my bank; show it to the loan officer who will cut me a check for the written price of the car plus tax, title, tag fees; figures that they (the bank) will compute; then take the check back to the dealership to take delivery of the car; a total of two round trips that can be taken care of from the dealership's perspective with a fax. The car has a "discounted" price advertised. $1916.00 IS less than what the MSRP is. That lower figure is the number I'm shooting for. I applied for the full MSRP amount figuring I could use that $1916.00 difference to pay the fees and just make payments on the full MSRP. Apparently it don't work that way.
(I take this as having to make two more trips to the dealership. One to "negotiate" and/or get a hard copy purchase order; and another trip to pick up the car, after going to the bank and getting a check for whatever amount is on the P.O.).
Why are you making this soooooooooooooooooooooo difficult?
The dealership will most likely let you drive away with the car once you give them the preapproval letter, if you ask to.
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I don't see a smilie in your post; so, thank you.Congrats on your new car, DKP! You did your homework. I hope you are happy. You be sportin'!
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Good looking car, DKP! Life is short... enjoy the ride! Sweeeeet!Yup.....just got one today.....
Yup.....just got one today.....
Congrats!
Good looking car, DKP! Life is short... enjoy the ride! Sweeeeet!
If: A) You can afford your new monthly payment and increase (if any) in insurance and B) you like the care you chose then tell your family and friends who are trying to get you disturbed to C) their way out of it... you are an adult and the decision was completely yours to make!When the buyer's remorse subsides and the what if's go away, I think I'll be okay.
I don't see a smilie in your post; so, thank you.
I'm happy l.l., however, the buyer's remorse is setting in now, kinda. This is being fueled by the "incorrect" way I went about getting my new wheels.
I F'd up there. I didn't say a word to anybody at home; I just went and did it. I did however, tell a family friend; but not anyone in the house; what I wanted and what I was doing. I'm halfway afraid that this is going to cause a rift in a friendship; 'You knew D was going to do this and neither of you told ME?' I heard everything.....'This is not a good time right now,' 'Why didn't you trust us enough to tell US what you were doing?!' (To me, this is not about not trusting anybody at home, about anything). And, I can't forget, 'Didn't you learn anything from the last time you bought a car without letting anybody know anything?!'
I get home around 7 last night; after having left around 11 in the morning, to find the Yellow Pages open to "Hospitals."
"You were gone ALL day!" "We didn't know where you were!" "We called your cell and you didn't answer!" (You turned it off, didn't you!) "So, we just started calling hospitals!" Followed by every other extreme unknown. So, what should have been a feel good experience turned into a not-so-much experience. MY fault.....I know.....
? Somehow I had the impression that you were older than that.
Enjoy your new ride, though.
Older'n what?
Well...I was about 18 when I no longer had to worry ever again about all that flack you described. That kind of "older".