My first “real” job out of high school was working as a car salesman. It was meant to be short-lived as I took it as a summer job and nothing more.
There was an employee there who made it his mission to have every single vehicle that he put a customer in do crazy 8’s with the parking brake. And he would do it as part of their demo when they weren’t expecting it and without warning.
He would also scare the shit out of them and oddly enough, these idiots were so impressed with the handling that the sedan/minivan/sports car/truck that they were considering could handle an emergency maneuver with such ease, that most would buy them.
We knew he had done a demo in the vehicles that he hadn’t sold because there was a difference in off the lot vs off the truck. Plus, he had a real, shit eating grin after the test drive, especially when leading customers back in.
he wasn’t the greatest salesman in the dealership but he produced and the dealership looked the other way when it came to his demo tactics. That asshole. LOL
if i knew that and that guy was my saleman. i'd have to pretend that i wanted the red wrangler. so he can do the sales tactic. after its all done shown off, i tell him i want the granite on instead of the red one.