Let’s Talk Extended Warranty
Women may have club-footed their way into science; they may have even tight-sweatered their way into politics; but where are the female used car salesmen?
Nowhere. Men are better than women.
You can’t cherry pick equality. You can’t scoop off the top layer of the Jello that is life and say you ate the whole thing. The top layer is the most delicious part. It’s easy to eat.
Obviously, I’m talking about that three layer Jello, with the frothy whipped bit at the top and then the partially solid Jello in the middle and then the bottom layer of regular style Jello — maybe with some pineapple bits in it.
Well women have done exactly that.
Being a used car salesman is having a job. It’s a job that’s required to keep the economy and the world running and it’s a job men are better than women at.
A mini skirt does not sell used cars. It may sell gym memberships and extended warranties — fuck, a mini skirt will bring eyeballs into the dealership, but what it won’t do is actually sell. Women aren’t closers. Men are closers.
Women are openers.
In some way or another, all jobs are sales jobs. And in the way a man will take a small thing and extrapolate it into a very large thing, all of life is a sales job. That’s why women fail at selling used cars. They fail at life.
Being a used car salesman is the essence of being a man. Essentially, you’re selling somebody something they don’t want and something that will disappoint them. Women want all men to be their fathers. That would involve some kind of perverse sexual time travel that I can’t even conceive of in my highly evolved male brain. That’s how men disappoint women. We can’t figure out how to go back in time and seduce their mothers. Well nail me to the fucking cross.
Being a man is exactly like being a used car salesman. Women hate men. They hate us because they think about us every single waking moment of the day and that drives them insane with a sexual hysteria. Women take like two hours to get ready in the morning. Some women will tell you that’s because women are competitive and want to look prettier than one another, but that’s a stupid explanation. It’s stupid because in a competition, there has to be a judge. So what are women saying here? Women wear makeup to compete with other women? Well no shit. That’s exactly the point I just made. Women compete with other women for the affections of men.
Men are judge, jury, and sexecutioner.
It’s also a stupid explanation because a woman said it.
My main point is that women cherry pick when it comes to equality. They have a few doctors of math to their name, but I don’t need much math to count the number of lady garbage men. Women send a few of their rank into combat and declare their gender fit for battle, but where are the lady-drill sergeants?
They’re nowhere. Women can’t sell bullshit. That’s why men are better than women at being used car salesmen and everything else.
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Dramatic much Sots?
On a more serious note, Rudy, if you are a man, continue reading. If you are a woman, FUCK OFF.
Simple. Unless if you’re a hermaphradite then my mind shuts down.
A traitor approach.
Rudy is actually a type of man commonly known to our gender as a mangina. Being a mangina is an alternative approach to getting laid.
Rudy is an effeminate name, fuck off woman.
Since used cars are notorious for breaking down and used car salesman normally take a bad rap for lying about a car then there is some truth to this statement. Sometime down the road even that new car will disappoint you.
If you are comparing yourself to a used car that nobody wants, that is fine. But the original quote implies that all men are unwanted. That’s not true. However, everyone disappoints their spouse sooner or later. Man and woman.
I would much rather be taken out on test drive after test drive and depart with smiles on the face of the salesman and the customer. Or perhaps a rental car. A friendship rather than a relationship.
Since used cars are notorious for breaking down and used car salesman normally take a bad rap for lying about a car then there is some truth to this statement. Sometime down the road even that new car will disappoint you.
“Being a used car salesman is the essence of being a man. Essentially, you’re selling somebody something they don’t want and something that will disappoint them.”- speak for yourself!
I think you’re being shown plenty of tolerance on this site; please return the favor and spare us the details of your hair care regimen. In fact, the whole “girls-really-are-that-bad-but-I’m-so-different” rants are becoming a little tiresome. I’m new here and am not one to start barking at people, but I think it has to be said.
The magazine industry shows pictures of people that are thought to be attractive. If the women depicted are below-average body weight (I certainly hope they are, considering what passes for “average” these days, at least in the U.S.), are the magazines to blame if women suffer unbridled envy and other irrational cognitions, leading to anorexia? Are women so easily conditioned that the media has to depict ugly women so that every girl doesn’t get a complex (these are rhetorical questions; feel free to not respond)? Why stop at the beauty magazines - why not go after National Geographic or foreign affairs journals for showing what a woman is supposed to look like when they photograph women in countries without a McDonald’s on every block.
Jesus Ayche Christ
Seconded.
- the von bondies - cmon cmon-esc
Wrong. Fuck off the site.
-Dick
I don’t think women should be firefighters either.
I believe much of what you says has merit here. However, I will tell you that I witnessed this to be true:
My cousin picked out these horrible dresses for her bridesmaids. I thought, well I can get the top adjusted but I had to buy the thing, and it was pissing me off. I also felt sorry because some of the girls were overweight and felt that it would be unfair to make them buy something so unflattering and finally, I spoke up.
Her reply: I don’t want anyone to look better than me.
That is the last wedding I will ever be a bridesmaid in. EVER. It wasn’t just men my cousin was worried about, but other women. Women are surprisedly this catty when it is just them. That wedding, I had some cousins whispering all over the place whether I had my boobs done. In the bathroom, I asked why they didn’t just ask me, and then asked if they wanted to see, and lowered my dress. They stormed out. They weren’t curious about it, they were just being catty, gossipy bitches. .
Dick, I saw an article on a British news site, and it said women on average will have spent SIX years of their life styling their hair. I love my sleep, and have curly hair which I accept and it’s great, wash and let dry. In the am, from shower to walking my dog, 30 minutes. Between relishing my sleep and considering I have too much I would rather do, this is long enough.
But I beg to differ too on the whole affections of men to a certain degree. I don’t want to repeat my theory of this here, but I did it on the manorexia thread. I don’t blame men for women with that problem, I blame the magazines that start catering to women in their early teens. Women just say it is driven by man, but that is a cop out. Trust me, from what I can tell, if I put on some new makeup color, it is the women who notice, not the men.
I think I take more time and care on my looks when I am with a man though, so I said to a certain degree. I want to look good for him and to please him. I think some women think, I got him, so I am going to let myself go. I stress some women.
Great point Dick.
We all know women won’t do the real tough jobs. But once again you have went beyond the obvious.
Actually, that would be quite sound business on her part.
- Santa Esmeralda - Don’t Let Me Be Misunderstood - Lo Sconosciuto
I remember encountering a woman car salesman. She knew absolutely nothing about the car in question. I’d ask her a basic question (e.g., “Is this vehicle equipped with seatbelts?”) and she would repeatedly go back to a male colleague to get the answer and relay it to me. She seriously looked like she was trying to sell cars based on her short skirt alone.
When her ignorance and incompetence became so apparent that even she had to acknowledge, she said, “I’m training.” Great - allow me to make a $30,000 mistake as long as it provides you with a perfect training opportunity.
Classic Dick. A woman at a car dealership in three days:
Day 1) Sells no cars and her closer gets on her case.
Day 2) Tries crying to sell a car but doesn’t work. Closer pissed because he got stuck with a women in his crew.
Day 3) Quits. Probably in a tastless way, but definately somehow blaming men for her shortcomings as a salesman.