This story is about the Jaguar dealer in Livermore, CA. I had a patient in today, Mrs.B, who arrived before her daughter, the patient, arrived. We got started talking about blue frames since blue is both our favorite colors. I then mentioned how I didn't have any cars in blue. That caused the conversation to drift. She was looking for a Jaguar (I didn't judge the wisdom) for the last 9 months. Wanted blue but with a dark interior rather than white, off white, or tan. Finally found one at the Livermore dealer. It was perfect and said she would like this car. Her husband would be over to take a look before she purchase it. Her husband decided to get over there on the sooner side. So he went after he got out of the gym while still in his gym clothes. Right then I knew there was going to be an issue before the story went further. You see she is Asian and her husband is African-American. He looked it over and drove the car and said all was good. He asked if he could put down a deposit on the car to hold it for his wife who would be down 2 hours later. The manager said he couldn't do that because blah, blah, and blah. Mr.B said he would put down a $10,000 deposit. Manager says no because things could change in those 2 hours. Mr.B then says if she doesn't show he can keep the 10K and give it to charity. Now the manager says no I won't sell you the car. Implies he might want another car if you get the intended meaning. Jaguar U.S. told her that they have no control over dealer managers. So Jaguar ended up with a scathing review. From there she went off to looking at Porsche instead and just then Mr. B walked in. There was a 10 minute conversation about their daughter and he left. Of course, the side track meant I didn't find out what she ended up buying. I guess I'll have to wait till next Friday to hear the ending.