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I Should Have Hated Them

Wednesday, July 11, 2012

I should hate them, I really should. I mean I was a woman alone going into a Harley dealership to buy a motorcycle for my husband in 2005. I knew nothing about motorcycles then, although I knew a lot about car salesmen, motorcycle salesmen would be the same right?

I walked around the dealership and I looked. I talked to a couple of guys and was pretty unsure and skeptical. I returned later with a male friend of mine to help me pick the motorcycle I would surprise my husband with and help me through the dreaded paperwork with the dreaded salesmen.

We chose the bike and I filled out the credit app. I went home to wait to see if I was going to be approved. I was sick to my stomach, I'd never made a purchase like that without talking to my husband and I wasn't quite sure how he was going to take it. I was also afraid these salesmen were going to totally gouge me with the deal. A few hours later one of the men called and told me I was approved to give them my money. I was still unsure. The guys seemed nice enough, but I still wasn't convinced. 

That was until I was sitting at one of the guy's desk, working though the confusing mass of papers, when my daughter's stalker walked into the dealership. The guy that was going over the paperwork with me saw the color drain from my face and immediately rushed into action when I told him who had walked through the door.

Before I knew it he had several of the biggest, buffest guys there escort the stalker out of the dealership and off of the property. I mean, here's this guy talking me out of around $25,000 and he left the deal to get rid of a stalker? I was impressed, more than impressed. Now that I think about it maybe it was a ploy to get me to sign on the dotted line. Hmmmm....

Fast forward through two more motorcycles we bought from the same salesmen and about 7 years and today I sat across the table from those very men again. Only today as friends. All those years ago friendships were formed and two men, very dear to me, came into my life.

Today I had the privilege of spending a couple of hours at lunch laughing, joking and catching up with the guys that scared the hell out of me all those years ago. Today I'm honored to count them as two of my closest friends.

Here's to you Mike and Brad. I love you both!


 

8 comments:

Rob-bear July 11, 2012 at 6:51 PM  

Totally awesome. I've always understood that bikers are a tight crowd. And very caring of each other. Good story, thanks, Diva.

Recovering Church Lady July 11, 2012 at 7:01 PM  

I would way too scared to do that! but so awesome of you to go for it!

Dazee Dreamer July 11, 2012 at 8:49 PM  

That is so cool that they did they for you. Restores my faith in some humanity.

Red Shoes July 11, 2012 at 9:06 PM  

'Hate' is a strong and powerful emotion.

I strive to remove it from my usage...

I'm glad it all turned out well for you!

~shoes~

joanne July 11, 2012 at 9:16 PM  

now there's a happy ending..;j

YeamieWaffles July 12, 2012 at 7:55 AM  

This is such a great story Diva, it's amazing that you really didn't trust them at the start but now they've became two of your greatest friends, friendship really can be a crazy thing at times.

Classic NYer July 12, 2012 at 12:01 PM  

It's amazing how friendships begin isn't it?

gracefully50.com July 12, 2012 at 8:40 PM  

I went thru the same thing for my hub's 30th B-day. Bought him a red/black Softail Classic that he's always dreamed of...surprised the hell out of him! :)
Pretty cool that you've become friends...something about bikers...

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