How to blag a posh car… with a watch
Some look at the shoes. But any supercar dealer worth their walnut trim will be more interested in what’s on your wrist
Posted: 31 Oct 2013
Two things quickly become clear. The front-of-house staff in supercar showrooms are the nicest people in the world. And I really love this watch. Each appointment follows the same routine. Wander around showroom feeling an utter fraud. Make obscene gesture to Rowan out of floor-to-ceiling window to stop being so bloody obvious. Find member of staff. Chat to member of staff about particular model, nervously dropping in facts that only a hopeless car nerd would know. Check time every five minutes, and have the occasional fiddle with the watch. After decent interval, ask for a test drive. At which point - every single time - I'm transparently elevated to ‘potential sale' status, and ushered past the metaphorical velvet rope into the back room to give contact details, eat expensive confectionery and discuss future appointments for test drives. Then, having proved the point, we adopt the fine tradition of investigative journalism, make our guilty excuses and leave.