So here is a great tale for everyone out there. Names haven't been changed to protect the guilty and it is in the non-fiction section of your local web page.
So almost 2 weeks before the bike show I see a beautiful 996 for sale at Carter Honda down by Granville. I have a car that I was considering trading in and since they deal with cars I thought "what the hey, give'em a try".
I phone and get a fellow named Gabriel on the end of the phone. After asking about the bike, (akro pipe, carbon bits, low km) we talk trade and they were happy to consider it. So for the next week and a bit I am on the phone with Gabriel or Pat (the sales manager) at least once a day. I asked about a test ride and was told no problem, all that was needed was $500.00 deposit to cover insurance deductible. I had no problem with that and looked forward to further dealings on the bike.
Now you have to realize that I live in Prince Rupert, so it's not like I can pop in any old day of the week. Also I'm a lot closer to 40 than I ever will be again to 30, so I'm not some 18 year old walking in looking for a joyride. Now no offense to any 18 yr. olds out there. Newbusa and I were coming down for the show and meeting another BCSB guy from Victoria. Friday at the show, Saturday at the dealers and Sunday back at the show. On Friday I met with Gabriel at the Carter stand and finalized plans for inspection and a test ride on Saturday.
Saturday morning rolls around and there are the 3 of us at Carter's. As my buddies lok at the shiny stuff all lined up outside I take a look at the object of my lust, a yellow 996. After rolling it to the middle of the show floor I pop off the fairings. With those dzus fasteners both sides are on the floor safely to one side in all of three minutes. Gabriel disappears and re-appears in 15 seconds saying he is
"Why's that ?" I ask. "Oh, Pat (sales manager) says no disassembling bikes on the showroom floor. You have to take it back to the service area."
Well after some other salesman manages to kick the side panel that I had put out of the way against a wall, the bike was back in one piece in another 3 minutes. Thankfully no other customers came in and saw the complete state of disarray that I had done to that poor dealership!
My good buddy Gabriel and I roll the bike outside and he begins to start it.
I stop him and say "You aren't going to rev it are you?"
"No, no" he says, "never."
Well, as soon as he gets it fired up he bangs it to 4 grand and I felt like popping the little dweeb. He sees my expression and says"that's not revving!"
After it warms up I say I would like to take a test ride so let's do that paperwork.
He says "Sure, how much of a deposit do you want to put on it?"
"Excuse me? Just the $500.00 deductible" I reply.
"No, You have to buy it and put down money before you can ride it" the little jerk says.
Now why the hell would I buy it without a test ride? And if I did buy it then it wouldn't be a test ride now would it?
So after 2 trips back to see good ole Pat; the spineless worm says that there is no way I can test ride it without buying it. Keep in mind I have been talking with these con artists for 10 days now, not just walking in off the street. I have flown 400 miles to get here and this is the crap they pull!
I told the dork brothers about the 5 other 996's that I found for sale in the Vancouver area and am looking at a couple of them later that day. Gabriel's response was that they don't want me test riding a 996 at their expense.
What expense? I'm popping $500.00 for insurance. Is there a big deal over the 2 bucks in gas? any bike I am considering buying I will take for a test ride so don't try to sell that nonsense. After wasting another 15 minutes talking along this line I took my money and wandered down the road to a shop with better ethics than these 'professional salesmen'.
I also talked with Shane at RMS about that new 996 at the show. I put the same deal to him and he was positive about doing something with it. I think perhaps he has made enough money this year because despite his promises to get hold of me on Tuesday I still haven't heard from him.
Monday morning brought about good fortune. There I was looking into Imperial's darkened windows at the Duc 851's parked there. This guy walks up and lo and behold it is Ted, one of the owners. Despite the fact that they are closed on Mondays he invites me in and spends a good 45 minutes telling me about the bikes. He even offers a test ride! Holy crap batman! Treating the customer good, what a novel idea! I declined because of the rain at the time but it was damn nice to be offered.
To make a long story short, (too late for that!) I won't buy an oil filter from those unethical, lying , deceitful, sacks of shite at Carter Honda. Yeah, they have a lot of nice stuff there and I will go back to look at it when I'm in town but my money won't go anywhere near that place.