Posted this elsewhere but really want it on my thread as well
One Year Anniversary
(well, plus 8 days)
I cannot believe it has been a year already! I swear I just joined the Z a few months ago - not 15. But I digress..
Back story.. (I have told a few parts of this story, but never in its entirety - what better time than now?)
I was raised a GM/Chevy girl. My entire family calls Michigan home (most, still to this day) and a great deal of them work for GM in various positions. So it was explained to me that I would own and drive a GM always
In 2011, I drove 180 miles round trip, six days a week for seven months to go to school. I owned a 1999 Tahoe at the time. She broke down on me three times in that seven months, one time requiring a flatbed ride home to my local dealer. (Thank god for Roadside Assistance making their maximum free tow limit 100 miles!)
I limped her through the next number of months. My husband, David, finally told me that we should consider looking at buying a new replacement. It had gotten to the point that I would put a quart of oil in her at night only to find most of it on the ground in the morning! (He travels internationally A LOT and wanted me to be covered by a warranty because, let's face it.. once the man is gone, that is when all the sh*t hits the fan.) I did not need to hear that twice!
July, 2012: The next day I was at the dealerships looking at all the options I had. We agreed that fuel economy should be a factor. That was about it. I could get a car, a van (ick!), a truck.. anything I wanted. (Now I must note that I have never in my life purchased and owned a totally brand new vehicle. I always had pre-owned or hand-me-downs.)
Needless to say, I was excited!
By habit, I test drove a 2012 GMC Sierra and a 2012 Chevy Silverado. Both drove okay, though the Silverado was smoother. I surprised myself when I reported my experiences with David. I didn't like the layout in the cab of either truck. They just didn't flow for me. Regardless of the fact that I grew up in and around them.
Next I test drove the 2012 GMC Terrain. This vehicle kept catching my attention and I really (still) liked the appearance (inside and out). And David liked it for the fuel economy. But, as soon as I put my butt in the seat.. wow.. the seat must have been molded to that of an extremely petite person with no hips because the sides of the seat cut into my thighs badly! So, that removed the Terrain from the list of prospects.
Having tested out the GM and Chevy options that I had liked.. I moved on.. to the Chrysler/Dodge/Ram/Jeep/Ford dealer. Now I was in completely uncharted territory. No one in my family has ever owned a Chrysler vehicle. I had no idea what to expect. I like Jeeps so I looked closer than I ever had at a few models but they didn't seem right for me. I skipped right over the Fords - I can only go so far out of my comfort zone. LOL!
Then I found myself looking at the back bumper of a truck. I asked the hovering salesman what it was.. a Ram. I had to have walked around it ten times when he finally asked if he should get the keys. I was kind of in a daze when I said yes. I got into the driver's seat and looked around. The controls were in reach and seemed to have conformity and common sense to their layout (I have a thing for practicality, for those who don't know me). I played with switches, turned things on and off, teaching myself the way of things, if you will.. getting the lay of the land. I felt comfortable in the leather seat. I asked the salesman a ton of questions, stumping him three times (I have since learned the answers on my own).
After over an hour of circling, drooling, poking, ducking, drooling... the salesman asked if I'd like to take her out. Uhm.. what? I was so impressed with this truck, the thought of driving it was like being told that you can wear the Crown Jewels. I took her for a test drive. She had 23 miles on her. What a jolt to drive a vehicle that has only seen 23 miles! As I circled around town, I felt like I was driving glass and was on high alert to others being (what I considered as) way too close to me.
Our town is very small and Highway 6 circles around it. I got on the highway near the dealer at the south end of town. I applied gas to merge with the semis and about peed my pants. That truck seemed to explode and I was rocketed down the on ramp way faster than I had intended. I caught my breath by the north exit and was more than happy to return to street speeds.
Upon return to the lot, I caught sight of my Tahoe and sighed. I didn't want to get back into her. LOL! Not after THAT
! But, I did. I returned every few days and drove her again and again. I would play with the radio and the nav.. familiarizing myself. I want this truck. Now to just show The Husband. It has passed my personal preference tests and visual inspections, but it still has to pass His knowledgeable and close mechanical inspection. Contrary to dealership beliefs, just because I have boobs doesn't mean that I am stupid.
This is the time that I found and joined the Z and began pummeling you poor people with non-stop questions!
A moment of fear struck me one day when I drove by the lot on the way to Walmart and my truck wasn't there! I died! I passed the lot and turned around.. maybe I just didn't see it. And there it was, in the over flow lot across the street. I could have killed someone. LOL!
A week later, The Husband was able to go with me. David looked it over in the lot. We went for a test drive, with him driving. I must have appeared too excited since he took the middle of town exit, pulled into a gas station and got out. I thought he wanted to see or hear something with the engine running or something. But he comes around and opens my door. "This will be your truck, you should drive it." I could, and did, kiss that man! I asked hi if he agreed with the vehicle that had chosen me. His answer? He has owned quite a few Dodges in the past and even used to work as a body repair guy at a dealership back in the 70's. So, he likes the truck and knows he can work on it, when the time comes.
We returned to the lot, went inside and David begin the negotiations. I interjected here and there. My main interruption, though, came when the salesman offered $1000 for my Tahoe. I erupted, nicely. We went outside for a smoke. While outside, to calm myself, I called Allied to ask how much our monthly payment would be for the Ram alone, removing the Tahoe. David is considering keeping the Tahoe if they value it so low. He's also suggesting we go and look at the new Tahoes (I hadn't done that, due to the high a$$ prices).
When I get off the phone, David says the salesman came out and spoke with him.. he's now offering $1500 for my Tahoe. Still not happy. We end up finalizing the paperwork, having agreed on the numbers. The pen sets in front of me, I hesitate. Salesman asks what's wrong and David says "She isn't happy with the trade in value.. Tell you what, make it $2000 and we're leaving in the Ram." Salesman looks at me and says "You drive a hard bargain" (riiight, lol).. and it's done.
Cut to Saturday, October 26, 2013
I am one HAPPY HAPPY Ram owner! I just turned over 10k miles this week and have had no performance issues at all. Sure, I've had my seats replaced, my radio replaced, and am currently waiting to hear about fender flare replacement.. BUT! there is so much more to this truck than the little sh*t I've had 'go wrong'. She has the most get up and go I have ever had the luxury of controlling, among other things. I suppose I am most pleased with the truck overall in general. She hasn't let me down, always does what I ask, when I ask. I am proud to own my Ram.
I get compliments on her ALL the time! Most recently...
I was asked by a dealer mechanic when the Rams started coming from the factory with matching visors.. they match so well, they fooled the dealer's techs!
A few days ago, I was eyeballing an older body style Ram as it pulled into a lot while I was waiting to exit. The owner obviously cares for his Ram by how it looked. The driver, I noticed, was eyeballing my truck too!
I noticed I was being followed through town last week in Cheyenne. When I reached my destination, I parked, locked and started walking away. Didn't get four steps when I heard "Hey! Mind if I get a closer look at all of these lights y'all got?" I was more than happy to oblige - unlocked, started her up and gave a Recon demonstration in the Target parking lot.
RAM and PROUD!