After visiting some local car sales places that morning, I arrived at Carshop Cardiff on Penarth Road around 12:20 pm on Friday 28th October. I had driven past the warehouse and it caught my eye so I looked online at the cars and saw a few I liked, but I was unsure on the exact car I wanted and my exact budget. I popped in to have a look around and see if I could sit in or test drive a few of the cars I liked.
I was in the store for over two and a half hours. I was shown just two cars. I left in tears.
For reference, I am a 24 year old female.
When I arrived I was taken to a computer desk with Pete. He asked me what kinds of cars I liked and what my budget was. I said I was looking at a few cars including Ford KA, Fiat 500 and Mini. By "budget" Pete explained that he actually meant "how much can you afford to spend per month?" I didn't know this. I had money to put down as a deposit but I wasn't at all sure about finance. I explained that I could perhaps stretch to around £150 per month maximum.
I was then left alone while Pete went to choose some cars to show me. I didn't feel like I had much choice in the matter. He came back and uploaded four cars onto the screen. One was very much over budget, a Ford Focus which was very big and I had no interest in let alone want to pay for. I was also shown a Fiat 500 - one of the cars I saw online and I was interested in having a look at. It was within my price range as well, but high end. When Pete took me outside to look at the Fiat, I found the interior was not to my taste. I asked to go back inside and look at some Minis. Pete sighed, but agreed. While walking back inside, I noticed another Fiat. Why had I not been shown that? It was cheaper than the one I had been shown by the salesman. I figured that Pete was trying his best NOT to show me cars that were within my budget, but trying to squeeze as much money out of me as possible.
We sat down and Pete showed me ONE mini at the computer. "Do you want to have a look?" I agreed although I was sure there would be more than one mini in stock within my budget. It was a nice car. We looked inside and I said I would like to test drive it - after all that was what I was there for. We arrived back from the test drive and Pete took me back to the computer desk. He looked at the finance and explained that the car would be £177 per month - more than my original budget. I said "Oh, ok." I was then asked "Are you happy?" To which I replied yes I was fine. Apparently, this to Pete meant that I had just agreed to buy the car. I was very quickly shuffled off to another seating area where I was told I would meet with a "Business Specialist" who would look at finding out exactly how much the car would be according to my Credit rating, and discuss the options. Great, I thought, so I haven't been manipulated into agreeing to anything yet as I'm still to get a proper accurate quote on the finance and price.
I was very wrong.
I was then taken to a very small room and introduced to a man named Jon for my quote. He gave me a few different options and ran a soft credit check to let me know the monthly rates, and how much deposit I could put down to change that. I wrote down the different figures on a card Pete had given me. I then looked to dismiss myself, I advised that I would go and mull over the prices at home and discuss the purchase with my partner, and if I was happy I would come back later and confirm the sale.
I was then literally glared at by Jon. He stared at me for a good 5 seconds before letting out a huge visible sigh. He advised me that the reason I was in that little room was because I had already agreed to purchase the car. It had already been taken off sale online. I was confused, surely they couldn't be that manipulative? Jon left the room and Pete walks back in. What's wrong, what are you worried about? He asked. I explained that I didn't realise I had "agreed" to buy the car. I was then angrily told I had said I was happy. I had said I had the money. I felt very intimidated and began to get quite stressed. I have a diagnosed anxiety disorder, and I suddenly felt bullied and trapped. I had been tricked, and I was now being pressured. I was in that room for ages, with both Jon and Pete (at one point BOTH stood over me as I was sat down) trying to tell me that I COULD afford it, I had said I had the money, I had said I was happy, I would NEED to put down a £300 deposit AT LEAST today. I was silent. I desperately wanted to leave but I was being told that I had done something wrong. I even apologised for messing them around, which I later felt ridiculous about as I had been totally manipulated.
After two and a half hours, at around 3pm, I eventually was allowed to leave. I awkwardly had to ask for my car to be driven out of the warehouse for me as I apparently couldn't do that myself. As Pete drove my car out, I explained that it was a very big decision for me and IF I decided on the car I would come ba read more