back in the late 70's, my grandfather who owned a trucking/demolition business walked into a caddy dealership with my 13 year old dad in tow. They were both wearing crappy work clothes, which hid the fact that my grandfather had a good amount of money... a saelsman comes round and obnoxiously yells at them "Sir, only prospective buyers are allowed into the dealership... BROWSERS like you arent welcome.." well instead of correcting the guy, he left, went to the bank,went to the bank with enough cash for the car, had it changed ALL into singles, and my grand father crumpled every single bill and put in A duffle bag... walked in a few days later with even dirtier clothes, tells the salesman I NO BROWSE! in a broken italian accent and talks to another salesman so the other guy wouldnt get the commission..l his only request upon signing for the car? that the first salesman had to count his money