Tyre kickers and cheapskates can keep me entertained but they drive the mother mad
Published 21/07/2014 | 02:30
The car salesman tells me he gets them as well. This is the peak season for the visits of the cheap people who window shop in our pub. They visit the car salesman in January, his busiest time. Tyre kickers he calls them.
The husband and wife take a drive about, usually on a Saturday, and in they go to the showroom. Every car is looked at and a thousand questions are asked like 'how's she on the juice? and 'who owned her last?' The man usually gives the tyre a tap with his shoe as if to check the pressure. The day out it's called.
We get them in droves. They have no notion of buying anything. One lad even asked me if it would be alright for himself and herself to eat their sandwiches in the pub.