I've been tempted to do the time share thing, I responded to one a while back, one of those 3 day vacations for going ti the seminar... but since I wasn't married, they didn't take the bait, damn
ZZ top was coming to Tucson in 2012, I was also going thru a divorce and like peanut butter and jelly broke, but was gonna drop the $30 on tickets
Then an ad comes on the radio for the dodge dealer across town, 2 free zztop tickets with any test drive, I math out the fuel cost to get to the dealer, yes, I can afford to drive across town and back
I drop my oldest at school, and had my 3yo daughter with me, I called the dealer, talked to a sales guy, told him I was 6 to 12 months out from buying a truck, but wasn't going to waste his time, and he wasn't going to waste mine, we drive, I get tickets, I come back to see him when I'm ready to buy.
I get there, we pick out a truck, 2013 2500 megacab 4wd srw 6.7, 9 miles on it, and she's pretty
Dude goes for the keys, comes back with the keys, and "bad news bro, my manager can't find those tickets"
"Eh, we'll figure that out, you got them keys? "
He pulls the truck out of the lot, we switch seats, I look at my kiddo, ask her if her belt is tight, and proceed to beat the ever living fuck out of that truck, this salesman is turning white, fingers in the dash, not breathing, and every time he's about to say something about my driving, like maybe the fact I'm barking tires in 3rd gear, I calmly mention that the engineers got the torque curve right in this model, or when I'm "dog in the road" panic stopping and he's about to snap
I'm all smooth like
"Huh, are these the 14 inch rotors? Very responsive "
This goes on for 15 solid minutes
We get back to the lot, as I'm pulling in I tell him that it was kinda lousy that his boss put him in this position, but he can figure it out and just mail me my tickets
This mf'er is at a loss for words
My daughter is in the back seat grinning from ear to ear, wiggling and kicking, loving that mega cab room
We leave, get about 5 minutes down the road, phone rings, they found my tickets, should they mail them, nah, I'll just come get them now.
We're pulling back in, my daughter asks me if we're gonna "do it again? "
No sweetie, I don't think they're gonna let us drive anything ever again.
That truck smelled hot, tires, brakes, engine, hot hot hot
The concert was great....