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Originally Posted by Badhobz
i honestly dont know. it was an old white dude apparently and he already threw down a big deposit but still couldnt qualify. I think the rates at that time was around 5% (vs the 8% now) for financing and lease.
I still feel bad about it, i mean if i was that dude id probably be super pissed.
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Here's what happened. Probably.
[camera pans across a sun-lit Vancouver skyline]
[zoom into a downtown office tower, through a window, down onto a man typing away at his desk]
Karl M. Davis is 68 years old. He's an attorney. A senior partner at the firm.
[desk phone rings]
Karl picks up.
"Karl you fucken asshole, where are you!"
"Barbara. Please. I am unavailable."
Barbara is Karl's wife of 40 years. She's with the divorce attorneys because she has had enough.
"Karl if you don't show up in 5 minutes I'm taking you for everything you have."
Karl knows there is nothing to take. He works three jobs. He performs unlicensed surgeries behind the building by evenings, and operates a fish farm by weekend.
The phone rings again. It's his son, Roger.
"Karl."
"Father, I am calling you to let you know I have notified the authorities."
"Roger."
"Father. Of your fraud."
"Roger?"
"Father."
[camera zooms close-up, into Karl's face. he's in tears.]
He has been exposed. Writing fake checks in his son's name trying to cover his habit.
His car habit.
[scene cuts to Karl. in bed]
Karl awakes with a start, face beaded with sweat. It was a dream. None of that happened, because -
[scene cuts to a premium looking asian dude]
Fucken guy bought Karl's LC500 out from under him yesterday.
Let's summarize:
-You saved this old man's marriage
-You saved this old man's retirement funds
-You saved this old man's relationship with his only fucken son, Roger, and that's all that mattered to him.
Feel better!