Vaginal Discrimination

I am a tomboy. I think most of you can guess that. I have an IT-ish job in healthcare as a Radiology Technologist specializing in Cat Scan. Which means? I can work a computer. My hobbies include gaming, cars, motorcycles, and losing at sports. I ski, I snowboard, I boogie board, I golf. Now, with all this in mind, I head to a car dealership. They try to hose me. I get in arguments with the sales staff. I know more about the models than they do. I normally tell them I have 10mins left, they take off for 12 mins, and I receive a phone call while I'm down the street at 13 mins. My 4 yr old Jetta was told she needed an oil pan. For $562. I don't think so. I received a phone call a day later and did not respond. PS. It's never leaked. I test drove a 07 Miata Grand Touring. I left after waiting more than 10mins, being told payments for a $18197 would be $497/month and had a phone call 1 min after leaving. I don't have time to deal with these people's bullshit, ok? I know I'm not an accountant nor a mechanic, but I'm also not ignorant. I will NOT trade in an 04 GLI V6 leather sunroof with under 60 thousand miles, little to no rust, clean title, new tires and custom rims for $8000. I will NOT pay for an oil pan from a dealer that previously changed my oil and obviously doesn't know how to use a torque wrench correctly. Again, I'm a Techie in customer service with an avid love of motorized vehicles. Don't fuck with me. End. Rant. Time to shoot people in the head. COULOW. Out.