Darren S
ClioSport Club Member
Just been to Asda now and as per usual, Ive parked in some distant corner to avoid the muppets with the trolleys. Got back to my car, fired it up and was just putting the seatbelt on when a new-shape Micra pulled up alongside my door.
Two blokes were in it and the driver asked if I spoke Italian (not that I know many ginga Eyeties and certainly not in deepest, darkest Blackburn ). I smirked and said no, to which he said he had a business venture with stuff he was trying to sell out of the boot of his car and was I interested?
Doh! Like, errrrr, yeah, why not? As if for sh*t Id get out of the car, let alone deal with someone on a car park. I just fobbed him off and then both of the blokes started asking loads of questions about the 182 - what it was worth, was it quick, how much was the insurance, etc. I just set off (there was nothing in front of me) and they followed me out of Asda, but turned a different way. Obviously, I was the only person suitable for this business venture in the entire store at that time.
It whole situation stank - and I doubt very much they were Italian themselves - despite some dodgy accents. And just how much stuff can you sell out of the back of a Micra????!
t**sers....
D.