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SOLD 1973 Scimitar GTE SOLDfr€$h&m1nt¥
@freshandminty
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I was really tempted but I'm looking for a car that a member of the royal family owned one of so for that reason I'm out. Shame you didn't leave the OO in your reg so it says FOOL.  GLWS |
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I was really tempted but I'm looking for a car that a member of the royal family owned one of so for that reason I'm out. Shame you didn't leave the OO in your reg so it says FOOL. GLWS Ah shame. Cant help you there. Maybe look at a Range Rover. The royal family drive those you know. I mean, there is... to be honest there is one, ah, one... what I'm trying to say is Pri.... HNNNNNNNNNGGGGGG Apparently Pr....Prin..... HNNNNNNNNNG Okay PRINCESS... PRI.... no. I cant do it. |
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OOOOH this Ford Galaxie Fastback's auction is ending soon. Much want... except for the puny engine it's lugging around. Best shape Galaxie though...  ebay.us/nY2HuDWants. Doesn't want. Wants. Doesn't Know. Glasgow though, which is ruddy miles away unless you live near Glasgow. I don't. |
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I've now purchased my next retro, and its HUUUGE. ENORMOUS. So I could really do with moving this Scim on to a new owner because I need the space and I prefer to focus on o e car only.
Back down to £2500 again, and you can drive it away with all the spares I have loaded into the back of it.
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car on ebay at £3200... Ebayer: Hi whats the best price for a cash meany thanks Me: Hi. Best cash price is £4000. Cheers Ebayer: The cars only on for 3200!!! Me: Okay, I'll go to £3500. Cheers Ebayer: But it's on at 3200!!!! Me: You're good at this. Okay... twisted my arm. I can let you have it for £3200 but I'm mugging myself at that price Ebayer: What can I get it for below that? Like I said, cash meany !!! Me: Do you mean what's MY best price or what's YOUR best price? Ebayer: Whats MY best cash meany price? Me: Ah okay, well... Your question raises a question. That question is: are you primarily interested in buying the car, or are you primarily interested in getting something as cheaply as you possibly can. You use the phrase ‘cash meany’. It’s a good phrase. I often encounter Cash Meanies, and what I’ve learned about Cash Meanies over the years is you Cash Meanies get a buzz, a dopamine hit from getting something for far less than the asking price. The thing is, it becomes addictive, you do it all the time. I’ve stood behind Cash Meanies in shop queues while they confidently ask to buy something worth £8 for £6. They have all the patter and they persist and hold everybody up until the shop assistant, worn down and utterly bored by this tragic haggle for nothing but the dopamine hit of knowing something was had for less than the asking price that everybody else pays, just gives up and forfeits his margin as a retailer just to get you to go away so they can serve the other customers. It’s a dangerous addiction, because the further you go, the more success you have, and the more succes you have, the more emboldened you become. All good, right? I mean… you’re saving yourself money because everything you want can suddenly become cheaper than everybody else is paying. It’s a parasitic idea, and unfortunately it turns you into a parasite without you even being aware of it. The parasite tells you this is good, when in fact it is not good at all. It's tragic and sad and you are consumed by a selfish need to take from others for your own sense of satisfaction in often petty and puerile ways. But so good does it feel, that you don’t even notice that it transforms you. It has a pickling effect on the soul and as you pickle, you slide downwards into a lower strata of society. You become miserly clown with no shame or self esteem, a tight wad, a skinflint. People you know well all become wary of you, and they all talk behind your back about what a tight-ar5e you are, how selfish you are and how mealy and shifty you've become. You don't know because they don't say it to your face, but they all talk about how you snuck out a toilet roll under your coat, put some of the offered bread into your bag, helped yourself to far more than was being politely offered. All you know is... you got something for cheap, or free, and that's a good thing isn;t it. It made you feel good. You don’t even notice that everybody notices that you're taking advantage of them. You never get a round in. You’re always on the lookout for the take, but never willing to give. It becomes a kind of stink upon you. People stop liking you. For all you’re gaining with each 4p off the label price of a pint of milk, you’re becoming singularly unpleasant, unlikeable, even despised. And nobody likes to spend time with you any more. But you never realise that until it’s too late, and everyone is giving you a wide berth, and refusing to help you out, or show you any generosity. You isolate yourself in your stink-cloud of self-serving snivelling pennyshrift, and what you never realise, is that for the £12 you’ve saved annually on whatever wibblepoo you’ve bartered down on, you lost your humanity, your empathy, your compassion, and nobody likes you any more. At all. You became a shifty little cretin. Cash Meany. Bin raider. Tally Crimper. Peanut thief. Tuck shop nuisance. Beady eyed little vermin with your sharp little teeth and the smell of under arm bacteria preceding you. And then you get lonely. Sad fact: Cash Meanies die cold and alone and never manage to put two and two together and realise why they're so alone… and that's because while they have the opportunity to put two and two together, they squander it bartering the equation down, putting one and two together instead, becasue that’s cheaper, and a bargain, and there’s that dopamine hit again. Don’t ask me what the best price for my car is Cash Meany. I don’t do business with weevils. ==== A bit harsh perhaps? |
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Last Edit: Aug 5, 2019 0:36:18 GMT by Deleted
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(Car is still £2500 to RR peeps though, FYI)
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car on ebay at £3200... Ebayer: Hi whats the best price for a cash meany thanks Me: Hi. Best cash price is £4000. Cheers Ebayer: The cars only on for 3200!!! Me: Okay, I'll go to £3500. Cheers Ebayer: But it's on at 3200!!!! Me: You're good at this. Okay... twisted my arm. I can let you have it for £3200 but I'm mugging myself at that price Ebayer: What can I get it for below that? Like I said, cash meany !!! Me: Do you mean what's MY best price or what's YOUR best price? Ebayer: Whats MY best cash meany price? Me: Ah okay, well... Your question raises a question. That question is: are you primarily interested in buying the car, or are you primarily interested in getting something as cheaply as you possibly can. You use the phrase ‘cash meany’. It’s a good phrase. I often encounter Cash Meanies, and what I’ve learned about Cash Meanies over the years is you Cash Meanies get a buzz, a dopamine hit from getting something for far less than the asking price. The thing is, it becomes addictive, you do it all the time. I’ve stood behind Cash Meanies in shop queues while they confidently ask to buy something worth £8 for £6. They have all the patter and they persist and hold everybody up until the shop assistant, worn down and utterly bored by this tragic haggle for nothing but the dopamine hit of knowing something was had for less than the asking price that everybody else pays, just gives up and forfeits his margin as a retailer just to get you to go away so they can serve the other customers. It’s a dangerous addiction, because the further you go, the more success you have, and the more succes you have, the more emboldened you become. All good, right? I mean… you’re saving yourself money because everything you want can suddenly become cheaper than everybody else is paying. It’s a parasitic idea, and unfortunately it turns you into a parasite without you even being aware of it. The parasite tells you this is good, when in fact it is not good at all. It's tragic and sad and you are consumed by a selfish need to take from others for your own sense of satisfaction in often petty and puerile ways. But so good does it feel, that you don’t even notice that it transforms you. It has a pickling effect on the soul and as you pickle, you slide downwards into a lower strata of society. You become miserly clown with no shame or self esteem, a tight wad, a skinflint. People you know well all become wary of you, and they all talk behind your back about what a tight-ar5e you are, how selfish you are and how mealy and shifty you've become. You don't know because they don't say it to your face, but they all talk about how you snuck out a toilet roll under your coat, put some of the offered bread into your bag, helped yourself to far more than was being politely offered. All you know is... you got something for cheap, or free, and that's a good thing isn;t it. It made you feel good. You don’t even notice that everybody notices that you're taking advantage of them. You never get a round in. You’re always on the lookout for the take, but never willing to give. It becomes a kind of stink upon you. People stop liking you. For all you’re gaining with each 4p off the label price of a pint of milk, you’re becoming singularly unpleasant, unlikeable, even despised. And nobody likes to spend time with you any more. But you never realise that until it’s too late, and everyone is giving you a wide berth, and refusing to help you out, or show you any generosity. You isolate yourself in your stink-cloud of self-serving snivelling pennyshrift, and what you never realise, is that for the £12 you’ve saved annually on whatever wibblepoo you’ve bartered down on, you lost your humanity, your empathy, your compassion, and nobody likes you any more. At all. You became a shifty little cretin. Cash Meany. Bin raider. Tally Crimper. Peanut thief. Tuck shop nuisance. Beady eyed little vermin with your sharp little teeth and the smell of under arm bacteria preceding you. And then you get lonely. Sad fact: Cash Meanies die cold and alone and never manage to put two and two together and realise why they're so alone… and that's because while they have the opportunity to put two and two together, they squander it bartering the equation down, putting one and two together instead, becasue that’s cheaper, and a bargain, and there’s that dopamine hit again. Don’t ask me what the best price for my car is Cash Meany. I don’t do business with weevils. ==== A bit harsh perhaps? So, when is he looking at the scim then? |
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car on ebay at £3200... Ebayer: Hi whats the best price for a cash meany thanks Me: Hi. Best cash price is £4000. Cheers Ebayer: The cars only on for 3200!!! Me: Okay, I'll go to £3500. Cheers Ebayer: But it's on at 3200!!!! Me: You're good at this. Okay... twisted my arm. I can let you have it for £3200 but I'm mugging myself at that price Ebayer: What can I get it for below that? Like I said, cash meany !!! Me: Do you mean what's MY best price or what's YOUR best price? Ebayer: Whats MY best cash meany price? Me: Ah okay, well... Your question raises a question. That question is: are you primarily interested in buying the car, or are you primarily interested in getting something as cheaply as you possibly can. You use the phrase ‘cash meany’. It’s a good phrase. I often encounter Cash Meanies, and what I’ve learned about Cash Meanies over the years is you Cash Meanies get a buzz, a dopamine hit from getting something for far less than the asking price. The thing is, it becomes addictive, you do it all the time. I’ve stood behind Cash Meanies in shop queues while they confidently ask to buy something worth £8 for £6. They have all the patter and they persist and hold everybody up until the shop assistant, worn down and utterly bored by this tragic haggle for nothing but the dopamine hit of knowing something was had for less than the asking price that everybody else pays, just gives up and forfeits his margin as a retailer just to get you to go away so they can serve the other customers. It’s a dangerous addiction, because the further you go, the more success you have, and the more succes you have, the more emboldened you become. All good, right? I mean… you’re saving yourself money because everything you want can suddenly become cheaper than everybody else is paying. It’s a parasitic idea, and unfortunately it turns you into a parasite without you even being aware of it. The parasite tells you this is good, when in fact it is not good at all. It's tragic and sad and you are consumed by a selfish need to take from others for your own sense of satisfaction in often petty and puerile ways. But so good does it feel, that you don’t even notice that it transforms you. It has a pickling effect on the soul and as you pickle, you slide downwards into a lower strata of society. You become miserly clown with no shame or self esteem, a tight wad, a skinflint. People you know well all become wary of you, and they all talk behind your back about what a tight-ar5e you are, how selfish you are and how mealy and shifty you've become. You don't know because they don't say it to your face, but they all talk about how you snuck out a toilet roll under your coat, put some of the offered bread into your bag, helped yourself to far more than was being politely offered. All you know is... you got something for cheap, or free, and that's a good thing isn;t it. It made you feel good. You don’t even notice that everybody notices that you're taking advantage of them. You never get a round in. You’re always on the lookout for the take, but never willing to give. It becomes a kind of stink upon you. People stop liking you. For all you’re gaining with each 4p off the label price of a pint of milk, you’re becoming singularly unpleasant, unlikeable, even despised. And nobody likes to spend time with you any more. But you never realise that until it’s too late, and everyone is giving you a wide berth, and refusing to help you out, or show you any generosity. You isolate yourself in your stink-cloud of self-serving snivelling pennyshrift, and what you never realise, is that for the £12 you’ve saved annually on whatever wibblepoo you’ve bartered down on, you lost your humanity, your empathy, your compassion, and nobody likes you any more. At all. You became a shifty little cretin. Cash Meany. Bin raider. Tally Crimper. Peanut thief. Tuck shop nuisance. Beady eyed little vermin with your sharp little teeth and the smell of under arm bacteria preceding you. And then you get lonely. Sad fact: Cash Meanies die cold and alone and never manage to put two and two together and realise why they're so alone… and that's because while they have the opportunity to put two and two together, they squander it bartering the equation down, putting one and two together instead, becasue that’s cheaper, and a bargain, and there’s that dopamine hit again. Don’t ask me what the best price for my car is Cash Meany. I don’t do business with weevils. ==== A bit harsh perhaps? So, when is he looking at the scim then? He came and got it at 6am  |
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Bit harsh, did he reply? |
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Lol too much time on your hands with a retort like that.
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Lol too much time on your hands with a retort like that. Fairly close to the truth. I had insomnia, and I tend to find if I sit and write a long text about whatever pops into my head, I can go off to sleep afterwards. It worked. What annoys me though is the amount of people who write to ask what the lowest price is in ebay. They ask nothing at all about the vehicle. They don't say "does it have an MOT? Does it come with any spare parts? Is there anything wrong with the car? Etc etc" they just have one simple question... how much cheaper can they have it for? Theres a "make an offer" button on the Ebay ad. If they had any intention to buy the car they'd use that. They don't though, they're just window shopping and seeing what they could get it for if they ever happened to have any money and wanted a car. *sleeps* |
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I had one interested buyer last week who was so determined to get himself the best deal he could at my expense I told him to jog on. If he had had any acuity at all he'd have realised that the offer I gave him was far more of a bargain than the offer he had made me
I'm happy to negotiate the price, but negotiation has to be based on a genuine interest and a rationale for asking for a reduction, not an upfront "I like being tight so what's the smallest I can pay?".
Its guaranteed that if I had said £1500 the bloke would have turned up and said "I've got £1200 in my pocket"
"What? OK yeah £1200"
"Will you take a grand? I'll need petrol"
"OK"
"Look, Here's £900"
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Bit harsh, did he reply? No Why cant I sell this damned car???  |
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Fossilfish
Part of things
Thank fossils for fuel!
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I have followed you and your rants for while on this site.
I've always been put off from comments as my knowledge is limited and I'm dyslexic so not very articulate (had to Google how to spell that).
I brought a very rough Scimitar for £1350 and spent about £250 getting it ready for the road (1 year parked and counting), only to discover no steel timing gear and a possible failed head gasket, I haven't even drove it.
The things that your car has and the time and effort you put in its a real steal, simple things cost and add up, I Wish I didn't buy my one as I feel committed to a mutt. I have always wanted a GTE and should have held out and spent a bit more and got one like yours.
Keep the faith and keep on ranting Q
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Thank fossils for fuel!
1996 Jeep XJ Sport 2.5 Manual
1975 Scimitar 3.0 V6
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SOLD 1973 Scimitar GTE SOLDfr€$h&m1nt¥
@freshandminty
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Bit harsh, did he reply? No Why cant I sell this damned car??? Recently I discovered that you can block people from bidding on your items, it might be worth adding them to your list just in case they want to get revenge by spoiling any future auctions with silly bids. Not sure if it stops them from contacting you again. offer.ebay.co.uk/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?BidderBlockLogin |
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No Why cant I sell this damned car??? Recently I discovered that you can block people from bidding on your items, it might be worth adding them to your list just in case they want to get revenge by spoiling any future auctions with silly bids. Not sure if it stops them from contacting you again. offer.ebay.co.uk/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?BidderBlockLoginCheers F&M. I don't have bidding enabled on the car. I never sell cars through ebay. On this ocassion I've opted for the listing type that mans no bids. Buyer contacts seller. I do have a "best bid' button which allows me to reject any bids below a certain threshold, as you probably know. if cash meany had any intention of ever buying my car, he would have hit the offer button and found out just how low I am actually willing to go. |
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I have followed you and your rants for while on this site. I've always been put off from comments as my knowledge is limited and I'm dyslexic so not very articulate (had to Google how to spell that). I brought a very rough Scimitar for £1350 and spent about £250 getting it ready for the road (1 year parked and counting), only to discover no steel timing gear and a possible failed head gasket, I haven't even drove it. The things that your car has and the time and effort you put in its a real steal, simple things cost and add up, I Wish I didn't buy my one as I feel committed to a mutt. I have always wanted a GTE and should have held out and spent a bit more and got one like yours. Keep the faith and keep on ranting Q Cheers Fossilfish. Sorry to hear about your Scim woes. Sadly there are lots of stinker examples out there. There seems to be a two-tier price structure for Scims Tier 1 - absolute immaculate cars owned by meticulous Scimitar obsessives who turn out utterly beautiful standard or modified examples that sell for 10-12 grand Tier 2 - all the other Scimitars, all in one bucket, all selling for up to £3000. Buying is a combination of pick'n'mix and Russian Roulette. Mine was a stinker when I first got it. I barely limped it home and I've learned a hell of a lot over the last three years as I tackled what I could, when I could, how I could, to make it a road going car. Personally I think was naive and also very lucky with mine. I knew nothing about them, but the faults it drove home with that first day could easily have all amounted to a terminal problem beyond my means. Fortunately that wasn't the case and each fault was fairly easily rectified. At this point I think mine really could do with a good service and tune-up and a new sense of enthusiasm and care that I just don't have for it now. I'm willing to consider almost any price for it at this point because I have a new project that is really going to challenge me in new ways, and I don't want to put any more time or money into the Scim from here on. I'm all about the new project, and this just has to go. Whoever it goes to will no doubt need to tackle things that will need doing as there's always something that needs doing. Then there will be things that they want to do to it out of choice, but at the price I'm asking (and the price I'm willing to let it go at) it is a great basis for somebody to do what they want with it, and it is a daily driver car. With regards to a lack of knowledge and also dyslexia.... I have a profound lack of knowledge, but I'm damned if I'm going to let that stop me. Dyslexia I don't have but it's the ideas in the mind and the thoughts that count. The way we present them using an arbitrarily agreed upon arrangement of sticks and curves presented in a certain order is merely the delivery mechanism, and anyone with half a brain ought to have sufficient intelligence to understand what even a profoundly dyslexic person is trying to convey, even if they aren't conveying it strictly by the rule book. The world increasingly operates on the typed word now, and people with Dyslexia are in danger of being isolated, out of fear of being judged negatively by others. |
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I have a camera on Ebay at the moment, brand new in box, worth about £230 list I think - maybe more.
Put starting bid at £75.
Within an hour I had offers of £70/£75/£80 etc!!
Then got some more sensible ones at £120-140 but still got loads more at £80 - and I mean loads! ****ing chancers!!!
Currently £187.00 and still some time to run.
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A camera you say? What's your cheapest cash meany price please? |
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