John T.
Appeased by AutoNation Honda Dulles
I felt duped at AutoNation Honda Dulles and I drove over an hour from Annapolis with an appointment for the privilege. Day before yesterday I was browsing the Web for a used Volkswagen CC, a car I once had and loved. I so hate my Honda Accord EXLN (the one you want to date, not marry!) that I was willing to trade down. I get Justin on the phone, who talks the car up as newly arrived, previously bought as VW pre-certified, so it must be in good shape, and how soon do I want to see it? Day after tomorrow, I say. He sets up the appointment, and when he confirms by email, he asks to push it back 2 hours to be sure the car detailed for me; btw, Jorge will be taking care of me. O.K. Then Jorge emails me to confirm too. Next day a manager calls me up personally to confirm too. Sounds pretty good so far, eh? Well, it doesn't end so good. I get there and Jorge doesn't seem to know who I am or that I have an appointment with him. He goes off to whisper for a bit and comes back saying that he understands all my concerns [really?] and has related them to his manager and is handing me over to Patrick. Patrick wants to start with assessing my car for trade-in. Well, I'd like to see the car I came to see first, to see if I'm interested, say I. This will save you time, replies he; they can do the assessment while we test-drive. I'm thinking, "Why do you get all the info on my car before I get any info on your car?" Skeptical, I give him my license, and my registration, and my keys, and all the car history, but I tell him I feel like he is boxing me in, and I repeat a couple more times that I'd like to see the car first, and he reassures me that he's going to show me the car, and he even pulls out a dealer license plate and puts it on the desk. He whisks away my car keys and his dealer trade-in forms, but then comes back to report that the car is at a body shop a half-hour away. What?!? After all those confirmations of an appointment?!? After I drive over an hour around the Beltway?!? What the heck? By the way, why the heck is it in a body-shop?!? No one disclosed any need of bodywork to me and your Web photo of the car doesn't show any need. Realizing I was had, I demanded my car keys and bailed. Would you believe that even before I even got home, fuming the whole way back around the Beltway, I got an email message from the General Manager thanking me for my visit and hoping I was satisfied? So I dial him up and say, Your message has to be auto-generated because you must know I just left your showroom cussing? I figured he didn't know, because Honda-automated is what AutoNation looks like to me. Well, he claimed that someone not knowing about my appointment had taken the car to a body shop for repair of minor scratches. He's sorry but he doesn't know how he could make it up to me now. Well since I drove over an hour around the Beltway to see the car, now you drive it to me to see! He says, O.K., let me look into that and call you back. I actually felt appeased. I did, I really did. Then the call comes: Well, it won't be ready before Friday, so let's talk then. Friday? It will take three MORE days to repair "cosmetic" scratches? This all started with Justin on Monday but this car is not sale-ready until Friday? Sounds fishy to me. P.S. Justin reaches out to me with apologies and extenuations. The car will be back from the shop on Friday and he's ready to drive it out to me in Annapolis as a Home Delivery along with paperwork to sign on the spot if I decide to buy it. Well, I wasn't likely to buy it on sight, but what more could I ask for? So I have to aver that General Manager Aaron and Sales Associate Justin bent over backwards to make it all up to me. I can't vouch for much more, because I kept shopping and found a better deal, so I've never seen the car. But Justin sent me many pretty photos of it and we've wished another well.