Came in to grab a quote on a lease. Let me just say the car salesman are out in the guest parking lot like hawks just waiting. A little too scary if you ask me. James came towards us and we introduced ourselves. Fill out the necessary paperwork and waited for our quote. He was extremely helpful.
By the time we got our quote we were thinking about it. We weren't hooked but we were curious for sure. Grabbed his name and number and as soon as we were about to leave an older gentleman came to us and introduced himself.
I forget his name but he started throwing our numbers and such, like any salesman. My husband responded what he would like our patent to be and all of a sudden, "so you don't care whey car you have just as long as you have that payment." He said this while staring at my husband and me, who is heavily tattooed, and both us equally tired from working 20 something odd days straight. James looked mortified and was waiting obviously for my husband's backlash. He just said we would think about it and left. After James ran out to the parking lot to apologize, which he didn't have to because it wasn't his fault, we left for honda instead. Toyota lost a sale, honda gained one, and I'll get that mans name because it was just beyond rude how he looked and judged us based on our look. We had down payment in hand,... And were pretty set on a scion. Fuck you!