Vijay Ravindran at the WaPo’s Achenblog details his own descent into Camaro buying hell:
“I wanted a Chevy Camaro.
I’d never really liked American sports cars before. But the 2010 Camaro — a revival Chevrolet has been talking up since 2006 — is so much more sleek than your typical muscle car. And since my BMW 330 started showing its age (nine) around the same time that the death of the U.S. auto industry hit the headlines, I thought: Why not do a little something to help?”
“So, after seeing a newspaper ad promoting Camaros at a local Chevy dealer, I called and left a voicemail saying I was interested in a test drive.
I never heard back.
I was shocked. Here I was, ready to buy, while GM was in financial straits. I thought they’d be all over me. Turns out it’s not so easy to obtain a piece of the American dream.”
Needless to say, the story doesn’t end here. Ravindran tries several dealerships and gets treated like, well, crap. Which begs the question: if a halo car brings people into the dealerships only to be disappointed, what’s the point?