
I've been car-less (...un-carred? ...in pedestrian purgatory?...) for the last year and a half. I've walked through blazing sunshine, pounding rainstorms, and freakish Minnesota blizzards. Walked to clinics, classes, hospitals, grocery stores, and get-togethers. Fortunately, Rochester is small enough and my car-owning classmates are friendly enough that it's been pretty easy to get by. Unfortunately, I'm moving on to bigger, scarier places where I'll need to drive. Thus, yesterday morning I set out to buy a sensible, affordable, no-fuss, no-nonsense car that will get me through the next 10 years.
Criteria:
- New-ish (>2003)
- Low miles-ish (<60k)
- Fuel efficient-ish
- Very safe
- Rock solid reliable
- Affordable. Something I could buy outright and not have to make payments on.
...And by "affordable," I mean cheap enough for someone who's been an unemployed student for the last 4 years.
...And by "cheap enough," I mean please let me pay for it with Ramen noodles and $0.28 cents in loose change.
I didn't care if it was ugly. I didn't care if it smelled like funky foot cheese.
Result:
- Five dealerships. Zero cars fitting what I needed.
- The flickering hope that if I was lucky and drove a hard bargain I might be able to afford a 2003 Kia Rio with 85K miles on it.
- A tragic moment when I sorely missed my old 1985 Escort, 1996 Accent, 2003 Neon, and even the 1995 bane-of-existence-Sportage. I would never have anything like them again. I would be a pedestrian forever.
And then the clouds parted and there it was at the sixth dealership:

Here's why I got lucky: Since most banks won't finance loans for cars with Rebuilt titles, a person who can buy it without needing a loan has a lot of bargaining room.
That's how -- somehow, ridiculously, even laughably...


...I bought a Mercedes-Benz because I couldn't afford a Hyundai.
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BWAH! Nicely done!
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Oh my gosh, that is awesome! Love the car. A small step up from the escort, I'd say. And I can't wait to see haircut pics. I just got mine cut the other day, and I hate it. :(
ReplyDeleteThanks Lindsey! I get to pick it up from the dealership tomorrow!
ReplyDeleteThe haircut pics... well, they're slow in coming because the longer I have the haircut the more ambivalent I become about it. To be more specific: the more ambivalent I become about ever being seen in public again. I'm afraid the fine line between Good vs. Bad vs. Looks Like a Dude has been breached. Meanwhile, I bet your cut is super cute and you're just being hard on yourself. Good luck!
Congrats on the sexy car, lady! The only drawback is that I won't have the extra excuse to hang out with you to drive you around anymore! Just swear you won't become one of those Mercedes snobs, okay? ;-)
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Amazing deal! I'm so proud to know you.
ReplyDeleteNice! Though Jordan (who worked at a Mercedes Benz dealership for two years in PA) says that it really isn't a Benz because he can't tell what kind it is from the pictures. Okay, he really didn't say that. He guesses it's an SLK though.
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