So I decided to get a new car as the van I’ve been driving is a ‘97 Oldsmobile van that has had quite a few problems recently. So I shopped around and found the perfect car for me! I decided on the Mazda 3 for a number of reasons.

1. Great crash rating, as I often like to crash into things for fun…
2. 0% APR so I’d be strictly paying off the car with no interest.
3. It looks sweet!

Mazda 3

Once  I decided on it I went to go buy it. I got them down to $17,250 0%APR and I was happy with the car. I got a silver Mazda 3 like the one in the picture above. The other good news was I found out my credit score is an amazing 777(Pretty sweet number right?). So they told me when I was buying it “your credit is so good no worries about having your parents cosign with you.”  Since I didn’t want them to cosign, this was great news for me, so I went through with it. After getting the car I went to go show some friends who proceeded to tell me such things as “Finally getting rid of that old van!” or “Finally a clean car! That van of yours was gross…” While a little shocked about what people actually thought about my  old car without ever telling me before,  I recovered and basked in the praise of this amazing new car I just bought. FINALLY PEOPLE WILL LIKE ME!!! lol, just kidding. Anyways, as I bought the new car it was time to sell the van. My mom and I spent a few days fixing all the problems it had and cleaning it out. There was a problem with the engine so I thought “Hey, since I’m selling it I might as well pay to get this fixed and then just sell it for more so I’m making a profit.”  So I took it and left it at the repair shop. After all this the Mazda people called me quite a few times saying “We need you to come in to sign some final paper work.”

Thinking I was going to go in to actually “sign some final paper work” I went in on Monday before my class. I sit down with this financial lady who right away strikes me as a heartless biatch, tells me:

“So, you don’t make enough money to afford this car, we need your parents to cosign with you.”

First thought was:

“WTF you stupid b***h!! Last f**king week you told me it was fine and handed me the f**king keys!! WTF DO YOU MEAN NOW I DON’T MAKE ENOUGH MONEY!?”

But being the gentle person that I am, I instead said something like:

“Last week you told me everything was fine and that I didn’t have to have them cosign, that is why I agreed to buy the car in the first place”

Heartless Woman: “Well, now we need them to cosign or you need to get a second job.”

Me: “I’m just not getting this, last week your people told me I was fine, my credit was great and that I didn’t need them to cosign. I told you that I live at home and this is the only payment I’d be making monthly. $300 goes into $1,500 quite a few times.”

Heartless Woman: “Well, now it’s changed so you can either have your parents cosign or give the car back.”

Me: “Alright, well the reason I bought the car was because I didn’t have to cosign so here are the keys”

Heartless Woman: “Alright follow me, we will make sure you get a ride back home.”

Lets just say that car ride home was a little awkward. The guy who originally sold me the car was the one who had to drive me home and he used the car I just lost to do it.

At this point I had just lost my new car and my old car was being repaired with the idea I’d be selling it and making my money spent on repairing it back. Having no car it was rather difficult working out a way to get to school. One other thing I forgot to mention was that this was around my birthday and as my birthday present my parents gave me the remote to the garage door, as I had the new car and it would be safer to park it in the garage. To do this I had to switch keys with my mom, so I took her key to the garage door and she took my key to the front door. (She lives up in Lake Tahoe so she rarely used the garage anyways.) Now that I didn’t have a car I also didn’t have a way back into the house without opening the garage door to get in. A few days later I got the a call to come pick up the van from the repair shop. The total for the repairs ended up being $605.35. Money I was now losing as I couldn’t sell the car.  So now I am back to driving the ‘97 van that everyone secretly hated, oh how awkward this is. OH, and it still squeaks!

My new reasons to hate Mazda

1. You’re all greedy assholes
2. You have no organization…Get your facts straight before you screw me over!
3. You gave me a taste of what it’s like to be cool and then crushed it…Now I know all my friends judge my ride. It’s just not the same anymore…going to school ashamed of what I drive, UGH!

P.S. Mazda people, you need to step up your game. I still have the spare key to the Mazda 3 you said you’d come pick up as you forgot to when dropping me off with my new car you stole back…Or was all this a giant joke and really you’re just giving me a free car? Still waiting on your call. You had no problem calling me 50 times in a row when you knew you were getting money from me…