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The scariest thing I ever did?
I am not brave. Sweating and tense, I enter the “Valley of Dark Creepy Things.”
Yes, I walk into an automobile dealership to attempt to buy a car. As I enter the front door, the lights dim. Sunlight disappears. Suddenly a deep fog engulfs the room. And from the ceiling, drops a vampire salesman, blood dripping from his fangs from his last car sale.
“Can I help you?” Huh? This was a strange way to trick me.
“I want to uh, uh, uh, to buy a car. I want a bargain. Quote me your best deal.” I didn’t sound brave.
Bad positioning by me already. Cringe. I adjust my garlic protective necklace. My fear paralyzes me from running away.
The vampire salesman drools, leans back, and politely asks, “What kind of car interests you? Are you looking for something flashy to impress people, or something practical that saves money? And how long do you plan to keep this car as I am sure you want to consider the resale value?”
Huh? What???? I am shocked! A non-sleazy vampire car salesman? Someone who cares and asks questions? What kind of nightmare is this?
I panic. “Uh, uh. I’m just looking. I am not even interested. I walked in here by mistake. I thought it was a donut shop.”
