We continued to look for a car for my wife. We continued to meet that slimy form of life known as car salesman. The only exceptions were both at Toyota dealerships. One of them was an older lady that reminded us of my wife’s Aunty Lou; reminded us in a good way she did not swear like a sailor.
Although we reached no decision, several dealerships were so bad that we shall not return and several vehicles had seats that were not comfortable, so we are approaching the goal by elimination.
