Posts Tagged ‘Camaro’

It’s finally here. The layoff checks have arrived and now it’s time to head home. It feels like I’ve been here forever. I was only expecting to work three weeks as a traveler here at Brown’s Ferry Nuclear plant. What I got as almost seven weeks. All that extra money sure does feel good so I’m not going to bitch about staying longer than I expected. However, I’m really excited to make the trip home.

Now before anyone starts saying that it’s bad to get laid off let me explain. You see, as a union electrician getting laid off is more like graduation day. Congratulations, you made it! Here’s your prize…two checks and unemployment compensation as you await your next job. Basically, every job I take I work myself out of one. It all ends up as a circle repeating itself over and over and over again. sure it was rough in the beginning, but now I’m actually quite used to the endless merry-go-round.

So what do I do now? Well, I would have to say that it’s time to kick back and relax. It’s almost summertime. Summer movies, the beach, women in bikinis, and getting my new 2013 Camaro ZL1 to cruise town in. Most of all I plan to spend some time with family and friends. I’m sure the kids will love the fact that I’ll glow in the dark as a result from working all these nukes in the last couple of years which will provide hours of fun as well a way to never get lost in the woods in the darkest night. Ok, I’m just kidding. Nobody glows in the dark from working a nuclear plant…right?

As I leave Browns Ferry and move on to my next job at St. Lucie Nuclear Plant in a couple of months I take with me the knowledge of continuing nuclear industry experience. I’m actually quite comfortable working in a nuclear environment. Working in a contaminated area wearing a “duck suit” is actually not that bad, although it does get pretty hot wearing all those layers. Sure at first it’s a little scary as you hope not to get any on you, but after awhile it’s a mere afterthought because the chances of that happening are very slim. I’m always “clean” when I pass the scanners and leave the area. Also my industrial working background knowledge has increased due to working with more “experienced” journeymen. They really like teaching us younger guys even if they now consider us “spoiled.” Seriously speaking, working at a nuclear plant is more of a slower pace than most other jobs. There were times where I spent an entire day doing absolutely nothing and getting paid for it. Easy money! Take that 9-5ers! Sadly, If I ever go back to a commercial job down the road I’m sure that I’ll be in for a reality check. i may even get the message of “Go back to your nukes.” Ok, enough shop talk for now.

As I leave here I say “So long Sweet Home Alabama and hello Central Florida!” After a twelve hour plus road trip I can’t wait to sleep in my own bed and hang out with people I know with a few games, cold beer, and some fun times under the sun. Vacation here I come, and you’ve never looked better. Now to deal with those unemployment office people about my benefits.

It’s been a roller coaster ride for the past couple of weeks. The quest for “Godzilla” aka the Chevy Camaro ZL1 has been filled with very few highs along with plenty of lows. Pitches from clueless salespeople who hype you up with promises of inventory yet have nothing to show for it when you eventually call their bluff. Charging you outrageous prices that are way over MSRP. I even had people who don’t have the common courtesy to answer you back. Sure it sounds like a ton of negatives, but then again when has the car buying experience ever been easy and pleasant?

While there were moments where I just wanted to give up, I kept my resolve knowing that the goal was achievable. Nothing was going to stop me from acquiring the 580 horsepower beast that turns heads around every street corner. Everyday I lose hope only to have my faith restored at the end. The light at the end of the tunnel gets just a little bit brighter.

Earlier this week I mentioned that an internet salesperson at Rick Hendrick Chevrolet in Duluth, Georgia told me about a shipment of three ZL1s arriving at their dealership. While I was excited at first I quickly gathered my composure thinking that this may only be a sales ploy just to get me in the door. I told him to call me when they arrive so that I may consider a purchase. Well I think you know where this is going. That’s right. No call back. What else is new.

At some point you think the same old song and dance would just get a little too annoying as well as kill my self esteem. However, it was a phone call from Starling Chevrolet in St. Cloud, Florida that would change everything as well as lead me to where I stand today. The saleswoman was very happy to hear from me and was able to answer all my questions. Something that all the other salespeople were unable to do.

After the phone call I knew that it was time to make a decision. Is the 2012 Camaro ZL1 achievable? Well that would be a no. However, a 2013 Camaro ZL1 clearly is. So the next move for me is to place an order for the new model year with all the features that I want without all the overcharged prices. Of course I need to get back home in Florida before I’m able to do this. Now all I need is a layoff from my nuke outage job in Alabama. Well that might take a bit because the job seems to have been extended for another week or two. Oh well at least the end result of my new ride will be worth the wait.

On the last episode said that my interest in the 2012 Chevy Camaro ZL1 has started to dwindle. Of course at the end the words “or is it” was then added because it seems that all hope has not faded just yet. At the time of the posting five brand new dealers have jumped into the mix. Four from my home in Central Florida and one from Atlanta, Georgia. Could the ZL1 still be in sight for me? Well it was time to find out.

One of my original goals was to come home in the new ZL1 after I completed my work on the nuke outage at Browns Ferry here in Northern Alabama. For weeks the mere thought of obtaining what I now call “Godzilla” felt like it was in reach. Unfortunately dealer after dealer fell off the map as each filled me with false hopes and promises. One even called under the category of absolute stupidity. Even after all the torture I endured I still had love for my SS. I really don’t want to part with the car, but the ZL1 is really enticing and hard to resist.

While the Florida dealerships are awaiting my return from Alabama for a visit I decided to take up on Rick Hendrick Chevrolet in Duluth, Georgia just east of Atlanta. Their Internet salesman got in touch with me by phone to talk about a possible purchase. He even told me that there are three ZL1s on their way to the dealership this week. To me that sounds great. My hope is somewhat restored. However, I don’t want to go “all in” just yet because who knows if this guy is full of shit. I don’t want to waste a four hour trip to Atlanta for disappointment. So now I wait for an answer and see if the trip will possibly be worth it.

As I write this I once again go through the painstaking process of waiting. Waiting for the answers that I desperately want. Do I buy now, or wait until the 2013 models when acquiring what I want will be just a bit simpler. I guess for now I can just drool over some new photos of other people’s ZL1s just to ease the pain.

Another day, another denial. With no visits planned anytime soon I feel my interest in the Chevy Camaro ZL1 beginning to fade away. My latest attempt to get the ball rolling hit a very large wall. A wall that even I couldn’t see. I don’t know what’s up with these dealerships, but I guess a sale from an interested customer is not enough for them.

The latest attempt took place on the internet through Lynn Layton Chevrolet in Decatur, Alabama. After expressing my interest in the car I received an immediate response from their internet sales department. The representative was happy to deal with me in the beginning talking about the car as well as the possibility of having one in stock due to a customer who backed away from their order. Seriously speaking, why would you back away from this badass ride? Well I found out why. It was because it had to do with the fact that he was going to receive a 2013 instead of a current 2012 which at the time are out of production.

The internet salesman, whose name I’ll leave out, tried to push me to take his order without knowing any details on the vehicle. C’mon! You don’t think I’m going to rush head first into a sale not knowing what’s on it. After a few discussions I started to ask about it. The ZL1 was in Inferno Orange which is a big no for me because it’s not a color I’m interested in. I did ask about the thought of ordering because I didn’t really mind if I had to wait until the 2013 models. Sadly this is where the invisible wall found itself in place. I have received no word back from the dealer. None whatsoever. This was a huge disappointment.

At this point I didn’t know what to do next. The euphoria of purchasing the ZL1 has almost completely disappeared. While I have said in the past that I refuse to give up this latest episode has almost got me convinced that the quest may in fact be over…or is it?

With the dealerships lining up for my business through constant e-mails and phone messages it was now time to take the quest for the Chevy Camaro ZL1 to the next level. It’s time to shop around. While I’m stoked about the new ride, I kept my expectations rather low, because I’m sure that disappointument was bound to be in the air. That and I’m still debating over making the big purchase or sticking with my pride and joy, but we all know that there’s nothing wrong with just looking. Right?

Well I made my first stop at Champion Chevrolet in Athens, AL. I parked in the lot and immediately wished I just got in the car and left. The salesman was not very encouraging. That’s weird because at any dealership the shark usually circles it’s prey right away. Not this guy. He seemed a little intimidated by me. Maybe he was looking for someone else. The shitty problem is that I’m the only potential customer in the entire lot. Seriously, I’m not kidding. That clearly is a warning sign for exit stage left. However, I stuck to my guns, made the introduction, and told him my intentions on buying the ZL1. Sadly this salesman was a little unsure of himself and was at a loss for words. Seriously, what is wrong with this guy?

This salesman probably forgot his pitch. Maybe it’s because he’s been in the sun a little too long. Eventually I was able to read through his babble about how he doesn’t actually have the car. Sound like usual dealership nonsense just to get you in the door. This guy had no information on the car as well as not knowing much about it either other than it’s a badass ride. He did ask about mine which surprisingly he knew it was a 2011 SS. I wonder what gave that away?

All bullshit aside I moved the relatively brief conversation from buying to working on my current car. Surprising this was really simple. You would think the salesman should be controlling the conversation to the buy. Isn’t that what these monkeys are taught to do? He lead me to the parts department where my interest was buying some new wheels. I wanted black rims to make my car, because I loved the way they look. It was at this moment where I would go into a state of shock. The parts department are able to get the black rims. However, these rims are 21 inches. My current rims are 20 inches. This means I must also change the tires. So I asked him how much this would set be back. The total? $7,200! Holy shit! Are you kidding me! All I want is new black rims! There’s no way for it to be that much money. Is it? That sounds line a ripoff. I never felt that ripped off since last year when I was considering buying a 2013 Ford Mustang GT only to find out that the dealership wanted to charge me over 19.9 percent interest. No really I’m buying a car not a credit card.

At this point I had it. I thanked the guy for his time and left the building unhappy. I never left a place so pissed off in my life. Now in a tailspin, I head back to the hotel and contemplate what just happened. What do I do now? Well all I tell you is that this search is not over yet. Not by a long shot. I still have plenty of tricks up my sleeve and that this recent unfortunate event will not happen again.

The quest for the ZL1 continues another day.

For months it’s been teasing me. Constant ads on television, radio, and print media. The 2012 Chevy Camaro ZL1. A 6.2 liter supercharged V8 engine that delivers 580 horses of monstrous power tearing up the asphalts of America. It’s the equivalent of the Holy Grail. The must have vehicle of Camaro enthusiasts worldwide. Sure the price tag may top over $60,000, along with local dealerships overcharging past the MSRP due to their greed, but that won’t stop the materialistic masses who cherish that “Need For Speed.” As for me, consider myself one of the masses who craves more power.

Now before I go any further let me set the record straight. Last year, I bought my Camaro. A 2011 Chevy Camaro SS. A V8 dreamcar that roars down roadways with authority. A real head turner as I ride down the city streets. I absolutely love my car. However, the mere thought of wanting the new 2012 Camaro ZL1 has me going crazy. The quest for the grail has officially begun. Decisions have now been addressed. What do I do? Do I trade in my V8 black beauty for an upgrade in horsepower, or do I keep my baby and ignore the perpetual desire?

Last year, I said that after I bought the SS that I would never purchase another car. I really meant it. My how times have changed. Now here I am today pondering over the purchase of…another car. They say that when you buy a new car you get this overwhelming feeling of happiness. In dealership jargon they call this “Ether.” Eventually the ether wears off after a few weeks and what your left with is making payments on a car that maybe you didn’t need. Sure I had the ether, but after it wore off what I had was love. Love for my badass Camaro no matter what the payment was. It’s fast, furious, and fun. If my Camaro was a woman then thus far I’ve shown my loyalty to her. Now just the thought of upgrading to the ZL1 makes me feel like I’m cheating on her. I feel so dirty.

As I pondered the questions, I went forward with the decision on the possibility of purchasing the ZL1. I went online to the Chevy website and entered the required information to show my interest. I even got the value of my trade. Within minutes at least four dealerships responded with their random e-mails introducing themselves and wanting to meet me to talk about the car. In that moment I felt like I was in a pool surrounded by hungry sharks circling their prey seeing fresh blood. The phone calls then followed the very next day with hungry salesmen wanting that big pay day. You can sense the desperation in their eager voices for that commission so that they can spend another day feasting themselves on more pizza and beer. One went as far to say that “he wants to be the first to sell one.” Maybe someone needs to tell him to slow his damn role. I’m not that desperate. At least not yet.

With all the thoughts surrounding me all I can think about is what’s better. Trade or trick out my ride? That is the burning question. For now the adventure has only begun. Next stop is the dealership to see the hungry salespeople up close and personal and decipher whether the “juice is really worth the squeeze.” I might also want to bring a harpoon or two just to keep the sharks at bay or else things could really get ugly.

More on my quest for the ZL1 coming soon.