Stories of strange selling experiences
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I work at a car auction so hear some funny tales and see some strange sights!
The one that springs to mind, a friend of mine had an old auto civic, EF shape thing. It was pretty rough, rusty etc so he put it through the auction.
One of our regulars bought it, A coloured chap(no racism intended) from London way somewhere.
Anyway. Me and a colleague mentioned we hadn't seen him for a while and joked of robs car(the civic) going up in a ball of flames etc on his way home, as you do.
A few months later one of his friends was at the sale so I asked where he is as we hadn't seen him for months. A sharp intake of breathe and he said I can't tell you. Ok, no problem I thought.
Roll on another 12 months or so and the buyer turns up at the sale, I jokingly said where have you been? Finally been arrested? He laughed and said "some bad s
t went down man!"
Turns out him and a mate bought the car, headed back down to London and did a smash and grab on the way, using the civic to drive through the glass front of some shop! He did 14 months inside. I've no idea what happened to the civic. I would imagine is a baked bean can or a washing machine now.
The one that springs to mind, a friend of mine had an old auto civic, EF shape thing. It was pretty rough, rusty etc so he put it through the auction.
One of our regulars bought it, A coloured chap(no racism intended) from London way somewhere.
Anyway. Me and a colleague mentioned we hadn't seen him for a while and joked of robs car(the civic) going up in a ball of flames etc on his way home, as you do.
A few months later one of his friends was at the sale so I asked where he is as we hadn't seen him for months. A sharp intake of breathe and he said I can't tell you. Ok, no problem I thought.
Roll on another 12 months or so and the buyer turns up at the sale, I jokingly said where have you been? Finally been arrested? He laughed and said "some bad s
t went down man!" Turns out him and a mate bought the car, headed back down to London and did a smash and grab on the way, using the civic to drive through the glass front of some shop! He did 14 months inside. I've no idea what happened to the civic. I would imagine is a baked bean can or a washing machine now.
Rubin215 said:
Gosh, so many.
... offering me a pit-bull puppy...
I was working in my garage one night when some bloke wandered in without me noticing and asked if my touring caravan was for sale (yeah, this is before I knew any better). I got the full sob story about how he and his pregnant girlfriend were living in a transit van etc. We weren't really using the caravan so I agreed to a sale. ... offering me a pit-bull puppy...
Over the following days it then transpired that he couldn't raise the full amount straight away so he wanted to pay by installments. This all sounded fine, I knew I could trust him because he said I could trust him see? Hmm, on second thoughts I'd rather have the all the cash up front thanks.
That's when he offered to pay me with a parrot! Norwegian blue, probably. Beautiful plumage, the Norwegian blue. He was going to throw the cage in and everything, he couldn't believe I wouldn't jump at the chance of accepting his bloody parrot as payment.
Hainey said:
Rubin215 said:
Gosh, so many.
Selling an £800 motorbike on ebay and someone texts me offering me a pit-bull puppy. I reply thanks but no thanks.
He texts back telling me it's a great dog and if I train it right it will be worth up to £4000 as an adult.
I text back again; thanks but I really don't need a dog, if it's going to be worth so much why don't you train it yourself?
He texts back; he's keeping one from the litter but he's got 5 to sell and it really is an amazing dog, well worth the £800 I want for the bike.
I text back again; thanks but no thanks, I really don't want a dog, I wouldn't know how to train it, I'm just looking for cash.
He then phones me and starts threatening me; who the fk am I dissing his dog, don't I know who I'm dealing with, he's going to come round and put my windows in, stab me in the face, set my stty motorbike on fire, fk my mother etc.
I delete the advert...
Sold a different pocket-money bike to a charming German couple. Both students studying law in Glasgow, he's a police officer, she's training to be a lawyer, he has a bike, she wants one so they can tour Scotland over the summer before they go home.
Price is agreed, they count out the money in front of me and give it to me, I count it again and put it in my pocket before we do the V5.
The money goes in a wooden box in my dining room overnight (nice and easy to find if anyone ever wants to rob me) and I take it to the bank the next day.
"Can I put £1000 into my account please?"
"Certainly sir."
Teller counts money in front of me.
"How much did you say sir?"
"£1000."
"I'm sorry sir, you've only given me £900."
"I think you'll find I actually gave you £1000." (Imagine full-on condescending manner here). "Why don't you count it again?"
Teller re-counts money in front of me and I notice she only counts £100 nine times.
"I'm sorry sir, it's definitely only £900, would you like to count it again yourself?"
"No, no, you're quite right, I just remembered I gave someone else £100 this morning..."
Absolutely no idea where the other £100 went; Mrs215 swears she didn't touch it, I certainly didn't give anyone else the missing £100 and I even counted it myself before putting it in my pocket; no way could they have done any kind of hoodwink-type-switcheroo on me!
Curiously, about three months later I saw the same bike advertised again on gumtree and sent a quick email asking how they had got on.
She replied with a gushing email about what a great time they had had, how the bike had run faultlessly but someone had pushed it over one night and damaged the fairings, but they were hoping to come back to Scotland again sometime.
There was just no way I could ask her about the other £100!
They scammed you.Selling an £800 motorbike on ebay and someone texts me offering me a pit-bull puppy. I reply thanks but no thanks.
He texts back telling me it's a great dog and if I train it right it will be worth up to £4000 as an adult.
I text back again; thanks but I really don't need a dog, if it's going to be worth so much why don't you train it yourself?
He texts back; he's keeping one from the litter but he's got 5 to sell and it really is an amazing dog, well worth the £800 I want for the bike.
I text back again; thanks but no thanks, I really don't want a dog, I wouldn't know how to train it, I'm just looking for cash.
He then phones me and starts threatening me; who the f
k am I dissing his dog, don't I know who I'm dealing with, he's going to come round and put my windows in, stab me in the face, set my stty motorbike on fire, fk my mother etc.I delete the advert...
Sold a different pocket-money bike to a charming German couple. Both students studying law in Glasgow, he's a police officer, she's training to be a lawyer, he has a bike, she wants one so they can tour Scotland over the summer before they go home.
Price is agreed, they count out the money in front of me and give it to me, I count it again and put it in my pocket before we do the V5.
The money goes in a wooden box in my dining room overnight (nice and easy to find if anyone ever wants to rob me) and I take it to the bank the next day.
"Can I put £1000 into my account please?"
"Certainly sir."
Teller counts money in front of me.
"How much did you say sir?"
"£1000."
"I'm sorry sir, you've only given me £900."
"I think you'll find I actually gave you £1000." (Imagine full-on condescending manner here). "Why don't you count it again?"
Teller re-counts money in front of me and I notice she only counts £100 nine times.
"I'm sorry sir, it's definitely only £900, would you like to count it again yourself?"
"No, no, you're quite right, I just remembered I gave someone else £100 this morning..."
Absolutely no idea where the other £100 went; Mrs215 swears she didn't touch it, I certainly didn't give anyone else the missing £100 and I even counted it myself before putting it in my pocket; no way could they have done any kind of hoodwink-type-switcheroo on me!
Curiously, about three months later I saw the same bike advertised again on gumtree and sent a quick email asking how they had got on.
She replied with a gushing email about what a great time they had had, how the bike had run faultlessly but someone had pushed it over one night and damaged the fairings, but they were hoping to come back to Scotland again sometime.
There was just no way I could ask her about the other £100!
I used to know a south African bloke that could count out £100 in 20s in front of you, except it wasn't £100, it was £80.
No matter how slow I had him do the count, I could never see how he did the trick.
This is possibly why your South African friend was able to con you...
Slow said:
These are my best stories of me being a idiot when buying cars. hopefully it will continue for a long time yet.
A great read, nonetheless!I always take the view that caveat emptor applies when buying used, but I've very rarely been able to sell to a person who also takes that view.
Not that I have sold any dodgy cars, more like the sellers have tried to find faults and won't leave me alone afterwards.
Things like (M = me, B = buyer):
B: "The windows don't work"
M: "Have you got the ignition on?"
B: "Oops, got it - sorry, thanks!"
M: "No problem"
Same person, later that day
B: "Hi again - the heaters aren't blowing warm air, and I'm really not happy. I expected you to be honest and I am bringing the car back"
M: "Have you change the temperature on the climate display? With the buttons?"
B: "Works now, thanks"
The next day
B: "The radio doesn't have an aux socket - how am I supposed to play music from my iPod?"
M: "You'd need an aftermarket stereo. I have one in the garage. I'm happy to give it to you if you want it"
B: "Oh that'd be great thanks!"
Later that day
B: "Are you fitting this for me? I don't know about these things, so I'll return the car if not as it's not what I want if I can't play my ipod in there"
That's the kind of buyer I attract - I try and be nice an courteous, but some people just expect you to bleed for them. I'm not in the trade or anything, in case the buyer expectations lead to you think otherwise!
Rubin215 said:
Hainey said:
Rubin215 said:
Gosh, so many.
Selling an £800 motorbike on ebay and someone texts me offering me a pit-bull puppy. I reply thanks but no thanks.
He texts back telling me it's a great dog and if I train it right it will be worth up to £4000 as an adult.
I text back again; thanks but I really don't need a dog, if it's going to be worth so much why don't you train it yourself?
He texts back; he's keeping one from the litter but he's got 5 to sell and it really is an amazing dog, well worth the £800 I want for the bike.
I text back again; thanks but no thanks, I really don't want a dog, I wouldn't know how to train it, I'm just looking for cash.
He then phones me and starts threatening me; who the fk am I dissing his dog, don't I know who I'm dealing with, he's going to come round and put my windows in, stab me in the face, set my stty motorbike on fire, fk my mother etc.
I delete the advert...
Sold a different pocket-money bike to a charming German couple. Both students studying law in Glasgow, he's a police officer, she's training to be a lawyer, he has a bike, she wants one so they can tour Scotland over the summer before they go home.
Price is agreed, they count out the money in front of me and give it to me, I count it again and put it in my pocket before we do the V5.
The money goes in a wooden box in my dining room overnight (nice and easy to find if anyone ever wants to rob me) and I take it to the bank the next day.
"Can I put £1000 into my account please?"
"Certainly sir."
Teller counts money in front of me.
"How much did you say sir?"
"£1000."
"I'm sorry sir, you've only given me £900."
"I think you'll find I actually gave you £1000." (Imagine full-on condescending manner here). "Why don't you count it again?"
Teller re-counts money in front of me and I notice she only counts £100 nine times.
"I'm sorry sir, it's definitely only £900, would you like to count it again yourself?"
"No, no, you're quite right, I just remembered I gave someone else £100 this morning..."
Absolutely no idea where the other £100 went; Mrs215 swears she didn't touch it, I certainly didn't give anyone else the missing £100 and I even counted it myself before putting it in my pocket; no way could they have done any kind of hoodwink-type-switcheroo on me!
Curiously, about three months later I saw the same bike advertised again on gumtree and sent a quick email asking how they had got on.
She replied with a gushing email about what a great time they had had, how the bike had run faultlessly but someone had pushed it over one night and damaged the fairings, but they were hoping to come back to Scotland again sometime.
There was just no way I could ask her about the other £100!
They scammed you.Selling an £800 motorbike on ebay and someone texts me offering me a pit-bull puppy. I reply thanks but no thanks.
He texts back telling me it's a great dog and if I train it right it will be worth up to £4000 as an adult.
I text back again; thanks but I really don't need a dog, if it's going to be worth so much why don't you train it yourself?
He texts back; he's keeping one from the litter but he's got 5 to sell and it really is an amazing dog, well worth the £800 I want for the bike.
I text back again; thanks but no thanks, I really don't want a dog, I wouldn't know how to train it, I'm just looking for cash.
He then phones me and starts threatening me; who the f
k am I dissing his dog, don't I know who I'm dealing with, he's going to come round and put my windows in, stab me in the face, set my stty motorbike on fire, fk my mother etc.I delete the advert...
Sold a different pocket-money bike to a charming German couple. Both students studying law in Glasgow, he's a police officer, she's training to be a lawyer, he has a bike, she wants one so they can tour Scotland over the summer before they go home.
Price is agreed, they count out the money in front of me and give it to me, I count it again and put it in my pocket before we do the V5.
The money goes in a wooden box in my dining room overnight (nice and easy to find if anyone ever wants to rob me) and I take it to the bank the next day.
"Can I put £1000 into my account please?"
"Certainly sir."
Teller counts money in front of me.
"How much did you say sir?"
"£1000."
"I'm sorry sir, you've only given me £900."
"I think you'll find I actually gave you £1000." (Imagine full-on condescending manner here). "Why don't you count it again?"
Teller re-counts money in front of me and I notice she only counts £100 nine times.
"I'm sorry sir, it's definitely only £900, would you like to count it again yourself?"
"No, no, you're quite right, I just remembered I gave someone else £100 this morning..."
Absolutely no idea where the other £100 went; Mrs215 swears she didn't touch it, I certainly didn't give anyone else the missing £100 and I even counted it myself before putting it in my pocket; no way could they have done any kind of hoodwink-type-switcheroo on me!
Curiously, about three months later I saw the same bike advertised again on gumtree and sent a quick email asking how they had got on.
She replied with a gushing email about what a great time they had had, how the bike had run faultlessly but someone had pushed it over one night and damaged the fairings, but they were hoping to come back to Scotland again sometime.
There was just no way I could ask her about the other £100!
I used to know a south African bloke that could count out £100 in 20s in front of you, except it wasn't £100, it was £80.
No matter how slow I had him do the count, I could never see how he did the trick.
This is possibly why your South African friend was able to con you...
Thank you for your good grace.
I've had one or two bizarre car sales over the years.
I had an old V8 JAGUAR for sale £2500
Guy with a deep African accent rings up
IS THE JAGUAR STILL FOR SALE
yes
GIVE ME YOUR ADDRESS
2 hours goes by and nothing so I ring him back , by this time it's noon on a Saturday
AH YES THE JAGUAR , WHERE ARE YOU
Warrington
WHERE IS WARRINGTON
er , in Cheshire, where are you
I AM NEAR THE AIRPORT
which airport
LONDON CITY AIRPORT
you're 200 miles away
IT IS NOT A PROBLEM TEXT ME YOUR ADDRESS
phone goes dead
4 hours later to my surprise a car stops outside the house and this African couple get out , I take him out in the car , less than a mile and he says it's ok take me back
While he's looking at the car I start chatting to his mate sat in the car they came in , then he says I WILL TAKE IT ,when he starts reeling off £50 notes to the driver it suddenly dawns on me he's come all the way from London in a taxi £500
I get the V5c out and ask him to fill it in , then he tells me he's exporting to to Tanzania , I have no idea what to put on the v5 so he gets on the phone and comes up with an address so I think f
k it He signs with a word in front of his name I've never seen ,It translated as one born to rule.
His final parting blow was he put it in drive hit the gas and it shot off that fast I'm surprised the wheels weren't spinning , 20m down the road he stops dead, opens the window and beacons me over
DO YOU HAVE INSURANCE FOR ME TO DRIVE THIS VEHICLE
Er , no
IT IS NO MATTER I WILL SORT IT OUT
he sits there on the phone for 5 minutes with me expecting a knock on the door then does his Wacky races takeoff again
I checked a few months later and it had been exported
cj2013 said:
A great read, nonetheless!
I always take the view that caveat emptor applies when buying used, but I've very rarely been able to sell to a person who also takes that view.
Not that I have sold any dodgy cars, more like the sellers have tried to find faults and won't leave me alone afterwards.
Things like (M = me, B = buyer):
The next day
B: "The radio doesn't have an aux socket - how am I supposed to play music from my iPod?"
M: "You'd need an aftermarket stereo. I have one in the garage. I'm happy to give it to you if you want it"
B: "Oh that'd be great thanks!"
Later that day
B: "Are you fitting this for me? I don't know about these things, so I'll return the car if not as it's not what I want if I can't play my ipod in there"
That's the kind of buyer I attract - I try and be nice an courteous, but some people just expect you to bleed for them. I'm not in the trade or anything, in case the buyer expectations lead to you think otherwise!
"Halfords is that way"I always take the view that caveat emptor applies when buying used, but I've very rarely been able to sell to a person who also takes that view.
Not that I have sold any dodgy cars, more like the sellers have tried to find faults and won't leave me alone afterwards.
Things like (M = me, B = buyer):
The next day
B: "The radio doesn't have an aux socket - how am I supposed to play music from my iPod?"
M: "You'd need an aftermarket stereo. I have one in the garage. I'm happy to give it to you if you want it"
B: "Oh that'd be great thanks!"
Later that day
B: "Are you fitting this for me? I don't know about these things, so I'll return the car if not as it's not what I want if I can't play my ipod in there"
That's the kind of buyer I attract - I try and be nice an courteous, but some people just expect you to bleed for them. I'm not in the trade or anything, in case the buyer expectations lead to you think otherwise!
I AM in the trade and pride myself in offering good customer service but that's just taking the piss!
Toaster Pilot said:
"Halfords is that way"
I AM in the trade.
Maybe I'm too soft. People are really weird though and seem to expect too much if you try and be helpful.I AM in the trade.
At least in the trade you don't have to worry about some weirdo coming back to kick the door in at 10pm because a sidelight bulb needs replacing..
cj2013 said:
This ones going to be different for people who are in the trade, and those who aren't, but thought it was worth a mention.
Anyone had any really odd experiences when selling? I'm pretty boring when it comes to buying - I see something, make an arrangement to arrive, I turn up and then check for the common issues. I'm not really a fan of the "Mike Brewer" approach, and prefer to get a fair deal for both myself and the buyer, treat people like you like to be treated, kind of thing.
I do think people take advantage of a "nicer" person though - I've had some really bad experiences in the past, where it seemed quite obvious that someone had bought the car with the intent of pretending things had happened post sale, in order to try and extort money later (car was of shed value). This involved fake phone calls from the police and all sorts, it was just as weird as it sounds!
That was a few years ago, but has anyone had any strange experiences, buyer's remorse etc?
I think the "Mike Brewer" approach to buying is about right. He's open and honest with the seller, what more can you ask. I don't think that he's that good at selling though. He's generally unambitious on price and gives in too easily IMO.Anyone had any really odd experiences when selling? I'm pretty boring when it comes to buying - I see something, make an arrangement to arrive, I turn up and then check for the common issues. I'm not really a fan of the "Mike Brewer" approach, and prefer to get a fair deal for both myself and the buyer, treat people like you like to be treated, kind of thing.
I do think people take advantage of a "nicer" person though - I've had some really bad experiences in the past, where it seemed quite obvious that someone had bought the car with the intent of pretending things had happened post sale, in order to try and extort money later (car was of shed value). This involved fake phone calls from the police and all sorts, it was just as weird as it sounds!
That was a few years ago, but has anyone had any strange experiences, buyer's remorse etc?
Sold an absolute shed of an Escort on Ebay, everything was fine apart from the bodywork. Young lad emails and asks to buy it now for £170.
"fine" says I
"Can you pick me up from the station?" he asks.
I do so, he then gives me the cash and expects to drive away in the car. When I mentioned about the V5 he told me to post it. We then have a chat,then realising he's no Post Graduate, I asked what he's going to do with the car.
"do it up to concours, innit" comes the reply.
Back at my house, fills out the paperwork and drives off.
It's currently showing as SORN so I expect the resto is ongoing.
"fine" says I
"Can you pick me up from the station?" he asks.
I do so, he then gives me the cash and expects to drive away in the car. When I mentioned about the V5 he told me to post it. We then have a chat,then realising he's no Post Graduate, I asked what he's going to do with the car.
"do it up to concours, innit" comes the reply.
Back at my house, fills out the paperwork and drives off.
It's currently showing as SORN so I expect the resto is ongoing.
Hainey said:
They scammed you.
I used to know a south African bloke that could count out £100 in 20s in front of you, except it wasn't £100, it was £80.
No matter how slow I had him do the count, I could never see how he did the trick.
He folded one of the £20 in 2 hid it in the pile, so if you just turn the corners its 5 notes as such, but it's only 4. I had some I used to know a south African bloke that could count out £100 in 20s in front of you, except it wasn't £100, it was £80.
No matter how slow I had him do the count, I could never see how he did the trick.
do that to me once. Since then I count the notes individually.lesstatt said:
Hainey said:
They scammed you.
I used to know a south African bloke that could count out £100 in 20s in front of you, except it wasn't £100, it was £80.
No matter how slow I had him do the count, I could never see how he did the trick.
He folded one of the £20 in 2 hid it in the pile, so if you just turn the corners its 5 notes as such, but it's only 4. I had some I used to know a south African bloke that could count out £100 in 20s in front of you, except it wasn't £100, it was £80.
No matter how slow I had him do the count, I could never see how he did the trick.
do that to me once. Since then I count the notes individually.
It's was the smoothness with how he could do it that surprised me. When I worked the doors I occasionally came across someone who would try and scam bar staff but never had I met anyone as good at it as this lad.
Proper s
tty thing to do though I always thought.I was selling my BMW 528i nearly four years ago. I wanted rid as was getting a bike as soon as it sold. It was a 1997 and I would be happy with £500, it needed a bit of work.
StIck it on eBay with a reserve of £500 (I think?). Goes for £550 but nothing from the winning bidder. Email the second highest bidder and say he can have it for £500 if he is still interested.
Give him my address and he says he'll turn up around 1500 as he is coming down from Manchester. Bit strange as it's only a £500 car nothing special! I'm down in Dorset 260 miles away.
They turn up and have a look around the car. He offers me £200 as the paint is flaking and not told in the ad. It's a 15 year old car or so. It's not going to be show room condition and the photos were good quality.
Walk back in to my house and say it's £500. Kinda thinking I have the upper hand as they've driven 260 miles. They ask where the nearest cash point is. I don't expect them to come back, but they do. Paid £500 and drove off.
Bloke wanted me to keep my insurance going as he wasn't insured and didn't want to get stopped. Told him Imy cancelling it as soon as I get back inside.
Something didn't seem right about the sale. Was expecting it to be used in crime or something.
StIck it on eBay with a reserve of £500 (I think?). Goes for £550 but nothing from the winning bidder. Email the second highest bidder and say he can have it for £500 if he is still interested.
Give him my address and he says he'll turn up around 1500 as he is coming down from Manchester. Bit strange as it's only a £500 car nothing special! I'm down in Dorset 260 miles away.
They turn up and have a look around the car. He offers me £200 as the paint is flaking and not told in the ad. It's a 15 year old car or so. It's not going to be show room condition and the photos were good quality.
Walk back in to my house and say it's £500. Kinda thinking I have the upper hand as they've driven 260 miles. They ask where the nearest cash point is. I don't expect them to come back, but they do. Paid £500 and drove off.
Bloke wanted me to keep my insurance going as he wasn't insured and didn't want to get stopped. Told him Imy cancelling it as soon as I get back inside.
Something didn't seem right about the sale. Was expecting it to be used in crime or something.
Guy and his mate turned up to buy my motorhome, did a ten minutes test drive, he's happy. Gives me money, drives it away.
Phone call half hour later, he's really ill, has the ambulance out, throbbing headache, suspected CO poisoning, wants refund.
I should have ignored him at that point but I was intrigued and it turned out that he was actually really quite ill.
There was a minor exhaust leak, mentioned on the mot, which I forgot to tell him about and he also failed to read the mot cert. Because of this I took the van back(temporarily - didn't refund him) to get the exhaust leak sealed up.
He was convinced that the van was unsafe and a death trap, to the extent that he only took it back after going for a drive with a CO detector! It showed nothing at all and in the end we were both totally perplexed as to what had caused his ailments.
It sounds like an elaborate case of buyers remorse but I was shown pic of him with the ambulance guys.
Now that's a strange sale.
Phone call half hour later, he's really ill, has the ambulance out, throbbing headache, suspected CO poisoning, wants refund.
I should have ignored him at that point but I was intrigued and it turned out that he was actually really quite ill.
There was a minor exhaust leak, mentioned on the mot, which I forgot to tell him about and he also failed to read the mot cert. Because of this I took the van back(temporarily - didn't refund him) to get the exhaust leak sealed up.
He was convinced that the van was unsafe and a death trap, to the extent that he only took it back after going for a drive with a CO detector! It showed nothing at all and in the end we were both totally perplexed as to what had caused his ailments.
It sounds like an elaborate case of buyers remorse but I was shown pic of him with the ambulance guys.
Now that's a strange sale.
juliethotel said:
Guy and his mate turned up to buy my motorhome, did a ten minutes test drive, he's happy. Gives me money, drives it away.
Phone call half hour later, he's really ill, has the ambulance out, throbbing headache, suspected CO poisoning, wants refund.
I should have ignored him at that point but I was intrigued and it turned out that he was actually really quite ill.
There was a minor exhaust leak, mentioned on the mot, which I forgot to tell him about and he also failed to read the mot cert. Because of this I took the van back(temporarily - didn't refund him) to get the exhaust leak sealed up.
He was convinced that the van was unsafe and a death trap, to the extent that he only took it back after going for a drive with a CO detector! It showed nothing at all and in the end we were both totally perplexed as to what had caused his ailments.
It sounds like an elaborate case of buyers remorse but I was shown pic of him with the ambulance guys.
Now that's a strange sale.
Did he have a taxpayer funded career?Phone call half hour later, he's really ill, has the ambulance out, throbbing headache, suspected CO poisoning, wants refund.
I should have ignored him at that point but I was intrigued and it turned out that he was actually really quite ill.
There was a minor exhaust leak, mentioned on the mot, which I forgot to tell him about and he also failed to read the mot cert. Because of this I took the van back(temporarily - didn't refund him) to get the exhaust leak sealed up.
He was convinced that the van was unsafe and a death trap, to the extent that he only took it back after going for a drive with a CO detector! It showed nothing at all and in the end we were both totally perplexed as to what had caused his ailments.
It sounds like an elaborate case of buyers remorse but I was shown pic of him with the ambulance guys.
Now that's a strange sale.
Selling an ex plod Pan European several years back, I'd had it for a few months but just couldn't get on with it as my legs were too long to fit behind the fairing comfortably (I know, should have checked this when I bought it..) anyway....
Bloke calls, asks a few questions arranges to come and see it. He turns up at the arranged time and likes what he sees, we fill in the V5 and he pays the cash and starts changing into his bike gear and then ties a bit of long bit of string around his left boot, seeing my puzzled look he pulls his trouser leg up to reveal a prosthetic leg and explains he uses the string to change gear as he can't bend his foot. Said he'd been riding for years like this!
Bloke calls, asks a few questions arranges to come and see it. He turns up at the arranged time and likes what he sees, we fill in the V5 and he pays the cash and starts changing into his bike gear and then ties a bit of long bit of string around his left boot, seeing my puzzled look he pulls his trouser leg up to reveal a prosthetic leg and explains he uses the string to change gear as he can't bend his foot. Said he'd been riding for years like this!
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