If you are like me when you pull up to the glossy exterior of a dealership you anticipate seeing sales staff, a few vehicles in the showroom, and busy offices. Not to mention the ever present "balloon and caution tape" combo that we ourselves do not understand.
Even after ten years I am still uncertain what we as dealers are going for with that. Is it crime scene chic or birthday party semi casual?
Sorry, off topic yet again :)
I want to show what’s really behind the scenes. Sometimes it’s strange but often what you find is just interesting. We tend to amass some unique objects here. It may because we are here from dawn till dark most days and we want to drag random pieces of our personalities here to feel at home? Whatever the explanation I hope you enjoy your peek into the real, the top secret, Ben Mynatt Nissan.
Even after ten years I am still uncertain what we as dealers are going for with that. Is it crime scene chic or birthday party semi casual?
Sorry, off topic yet again :)
I want to show what’s really behind the scenes. Sometimes it’s strange but often what you find is just interesting. We tend to amass some unique objects here. It may because we are here from dawn till dark most days and we want to drag random pieces of our personalities here to feel at home? Whatever the explanation I hope you enjoy your peek into the real, the top secret, Ben Mynatt Nissan.

If you are thinking Charlie Brown’s Christmas tree you are on the right track except this one is an AstroTurf covered “palm tree”. This is sad aluminum sapling is out 365 days a year. It is the Christmas tree, the Easter tree, the Fourth of July tree…you get the idea. Oddly enough I don’t think our false foliage participates in Arbor Day or Earth Day. More research on this to follow…

Personally, I find this terrifying. Not a fan of non-mammals to being, with I am forced to make copies with a toad of epic proportion glaring eerily at me from a dark corner. Having fortunately found Prince Charming I shall not be kissing this particular frog.

At first glance it seems someone may have met with quite an unfortunate turn of events but it is one of the strange car business traditions that we have. Upon delivering your first vehicle your tie is unceremoniously chopped in half by your fellow co-workers. I don’t know the origin of this rite passage but I can safely assume it began as far back as the day Fred Flintstone was car shopping in Bedrock.

A scale? Seriously, not one of us really needs to hop on this bad boy. A car salesman’s diet is possibly one of the marvels of modern medicine. In this order: Chicken Biscuit, Taco Bell, Dr. Pepper, Cheeseburger, Casa Grande, White powdered Donuts, Coffee, Sweet Tea, Ramen Noodles, Cupcake. Somehow after a daily diet of such culinary abnormalities they carry on.

I know this one is slightly similar to the above mentioned junk food obsession. But really, how often do you stumble upon a turkey fryer in an office? Especially in April? Pondering the next cookout if one of our salesman’s hobbies. He has clipboards, folders, lists, special aprons, all the supplies one could need to suddenly feed 45 people. I know it seems excessive but our dealership is truly like a family and our family sits down to eat together just as they should do.
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