Durutti City
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- 23 May 2004
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We were on the point of changing our car a couple of years ago. Black - no red in sight. So, nothing to worry about - or so I thought.
Now, we live in France. So the wife (French) had done all the talking.
Anyway, we'd been there for ages. The kids were playing up, running round the garage out of control. The guy from the garage had got stickers out for them, balloons, colouring books - you name it.
We'd gone through all the paperwork. He's phoned the finance company. He's had the usual 'word with my boss' to see if he could knock a bit off (he didn't). And we're on the verge of signing.
He hands me the pen. And there I am with pen hovering over the page when I finally think of something to ask, Columbo-style. "Just one thing before I sign. It hasn't got one of those Special Edition names has it (we hadn't actually seen the car - he was having it sent down from another garage)?
Turns out, it did. And you may guess what it was...
Yes, a 'United' Polo. Well, really!
Should have seen the wife's face. She knew the game was up immediately. Even the kids cringed. Guy from the garage was less tolerant. He offered to get the mechanics to remove all the stickers - there were only two.
And I remember drawing myself up to my full height, looking him straight in the eye and saying "Yes, but I would always know. Wouldn't feel right."
Shame, because it was just what we were looking for.
Now, we live in France. So the wife (French) had done all the talking.
Anyway, we'd been there for ages. The kids were playing up, running round the garage out of control. The guy from the garage had got stickers out for them, balloons, colouring books - you name it.
We'd gone through all the paperwork. He's phoned the finance company. He's had the usual 'word with my boss' to see if he could knock a bit off (he didn't). And we're on the verge of signing.
He hands me the pen. And there I am with pen hovering over the page when I finally think of something to ask, Columbo-style. "Just one thing before I sign. It hasn't got one of those Special Edition names has it (we hadn't actually seen the car - he was having it sent down from another garage)?
Turns out, it did. And you may guess what it was...
Yes, a 'United' Polo. Well, really!
Should have seen the wife's face. She knew the game was up immediately. Even the kids cringed. Guy from the garage was less tolerant. He offered to get the mechanics to remove all the stickers - there were only two.
And I remember drawing myself up to my full height, looking him straight in the eye and saying "Yes, but I would always know. Wouldn't feel right."
Shame, because it was just what we were looking for.