Monday, March 9, 2015

The Inspira Diaries: Taking Delivery

Taking delivery of a brand new car usually goes like this. You call the salesperson/dealership and he tells you that it should be arriving in a day or so. You call him again the next day and he says that it should arrive in the afternoon. You asked for the estimated time of arrival and he says sometime in the afternoon. This is going nowhere. You sit in your ergonomic chair thinking that the trailer that's delivering your splendidly sourced and nothing-to-option base trim level car is stuck behind those stupid tipper trucks that always carry mud or sand that is way above the load limit and might be giving your car a sandblast.

Alright, I admit that I'm a little biased towards those tipper/dump trucks, but I don't want my new car to look like the Sandman took a piss on it and then ejaculated on the windshield for good measure. I want the utmost care taken during the delivery of my pristine example of the base model car that I can only have in the previous year stock. Am I asking too much? Which makes me wonder, if I was taking delivery of a BMW, would be under the same conditions of the delivery?

It would arrive on Friday, I was told. I called the dealer asking for updates. He said 4pm. I called again at 3, he said 5pm. I called again at 4pm. He said 6pm. Nothing against the man, cause I think it is part of the driving a trailer behind an overloaded dump truck that drives at 60kph, and the excitement of getting my first brand new car. Makes you feel like a kid.

I went to take delivery of my car at 6pm. The salesperson was nice enough to tint my car darker as though black is not black enough, and fill up with a full tank of gas which I didn't request for. Awfully nice of him. Side note: I just don't understand why the salesperson would need to go though unfanthomable lengths to give freebies to a low commission car, or any car for that matter. If the car is good and after sales service is existent, it would be a reason to purchase the said car. But, I degrees, since the general Malaysian buying public are mostly looking for the best deals regardless of the vehicle in question.

So I took delivery of the car, checked all 4 corners of the car for any dings and nicks and found none, except for one on the front hood which was negligible since driving it on the road would incur stone chips on hood anyway. It was one of the reason I wanted white paint in the first place, since any anomalies would not be noticeable in the first pass. But, the Inspira in Black really does look menacing. It feels Ah Beng. It feels LaLa. It is the next Proton Putra, sorta.

Anyways, I got the car and I immediately test drove the car for any problems. There was none. I asked the salesperson to then take off all the plastic covering the seats. I'm not about to be those kind of people that drives a new car with plastic seat covers. There I was, happy of my new car and ready to pick up my-then girlfriend parents (in laws now). And the manual transmission is what I hoped it would be.















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