Here is my CL story, and it is all true. No names or details have been changed to protect anyone.
I live out in the country.
I list a Chevy C10 for sale, late model for $11,500. Good clean truck and below blue book.
Guy texts me on a Sunday and wants to come look at it Monday at 5pm. Fine, I give him my address.
He is a no show. I text him. No response. Ok, whatever.
Thursday he texts me again and says he wants to come look at it tomorrow, Friday, at 5pm.
Ok. I'll be here.
He is a no show. Again. I text him. No response.
No call to cancel, no apology, whatever.
This was a few years ago and the market around me was a little slow.
Two weeks go by and I drop the price to 10k.
The next day this same guy texts me again and says he is sorry for standing me up. He is a police cadet and couldn't get away from training in time. At this point I could care less what he had to say. He wants to come look at the truck tonight at 5pm and he promises to be there. Ok, if you do you do and if you don't you don't.
He shows up. He looks the truck over and takes it for a test drive. He comes back and says he wants the truck but he can't take it with him tonight.
We walk into my garage and I grab a bill of sale to write up.
"What that?" he asks me.
"It is a bill of sale between you and me for the truck." I replied.
"I'm not signing that" he says.
"Ok.....well you are going to need to put some money down to hold it."
"I'm not doing that either" he says.
No explanation, no excuses, just wasn't doing any of it. He'll pay for it when he comes back to pick it up was all he would say.
I told him to call me before he comes back in case it is sold and went into the house. I was mad at allowing the guy to waste my time.
The guy pulls out of the drive and leaves. I tell my wife the story and then go back outside to put the truck back into the barn. As I am getting into the truck the guy pulls back into the drive and just sits in his car. I put the truck in the barn and walk over to his driver side window. He rolls the window down and is now wearing his cop sunglasses.
"Whats up?"
"I just got off the phone with my girlfriend" he tells me, "She was looking at your ad for the truck and says you are listing it for $1500 less than you told me?" He is using a tone I recognized from law enforcement.
"What is that all about, huh?"
Crap! I had forgotten that he was looking at the truck when it was $11,500. I didn't tell him I had marked it down to 10K. Now I'm standing there looking like a crooked idiot. I apologized and told him the truth. I forgot.
"Um Hmmm" he says, with that tone. He leaves and I go back into the house, feeling like I got caught trying to scam the guy, and then angry that it wasn't my fault, if the guy had just shown up like he was supposed to.
So to shorten a long story, 3 days later an out of state bank calls me. The loan officer has the guy in her office. She wants a copy of the title, the VIN, a bill of sale, and my information so she can process the loan for the truck. Of course, the approval will depend on whether the truck appraises for fair loan value.
She should know if the loan is approved sometime in the next 7-10 days.
I hung up the phone.
The end.
