Day 1, as The Nation’s Youngest Female Automotive Dealer at 27 Years-Old
With my signature placed on the final document, I was the newest Chevrolet dealer in the state of Indiana. We are in an old conference room at now, my brand new dealership. It feels like an attic, with automotive sales and service manuals of numerous decades past. “So how does it feel,” the regional manager of Chevrolet asks? “Well, there is a lot to do…but I am ready to roll up my sleeves!” I had the two Chevrolet reps on either side of me with a grin, as they nodded and agreed with my father’s enthusiasm. My father, Howard Hubler, sat across from me grinning from ear to ear. He was able to make it for the last 15 minutes or so of the final signing. I felt like he kept “promoting” me, as if we were still in the application process. I thought to myself, hey Dad…there is no more ‘selling’ necessary.
It took me a moment to realize that it wasn’t just my father. It was almost as though all three of these extremely successful automotive men, are all expressing their pride in me. Maybe they too have daughters my age, or maybe they are always this enthusiastic to get one more dealer signed. Who knows? “We need to take a picture,” says the regional manager. I instinctively reached for my purse to gloss my lips for the photo opportunity, and forgot I had a question that went unanswered. “So wait a minute, I am the youngest female dealer in the nation right?” Both Chevrolet gentlemen glanced at one another with a smirk as one of them responded with, “Yes. By quite a bit actually…we are definitely making history here.”
I got a phone call before I hit the highway for my hour drive home. The gentlemen calling was my most direct Chevrolet rep, who was unable to attend due to prior engagements. He congratulated me, and said he had some good news. He continued with, “We got you signed in time to qualify for an exclusive meeting next week. It is on Thursday at the Indianapolis Speedway. We will be featuring the Indy 500 Pace Car for 2015, so make sure you ride with someone. There are 100 Limited Edition Camaros that are exclusively for our Central Indiana Chevy Dealers.” Now this is what I’m talking about, I thought. “Oh that sounds wonderful,” I responded trying to mask my excitement. “Do we get to drive one,” I asked as a rookie mistake. “Ha, yah you can drive one…,” he said. “…Out of the Speedway, and in to your driveway, or your dealership, or wherever you’d like!”
By this morning, the excitement had worn off slightly, and the anxiety of a full plate hit me. An advertising meeting from nine until one o’clock, then a blueprint meeting from one o’clock until four. I was so excited for these two meetings, because they finalized the “look” I we had been creating. The advertising as a whole and how our “image” is portrayed to the community, is of the utmost importance to me. With the finalization of the blueprints, we will put the last touches on the renovation of a beautiful and grand new building. My father’s friend Tony Alderson, of Alderson Construction in Indianapolis, has grown his development portfolio to do some of the largest commercial real estate properties, such as hospitals. One of his entry level jobs however, was my father’s home about 17 years ago.
After a long 24 hours, I spend yet another evening concluding my work at eleven o’clock at night. It is amazing to think that my father has been doing this for over 30 years. As I click the “send text” button to my father on hopefully the last ‘reminder text’ of the evening, I think of this amazing year that I have had. I am so blessed, and can’t wait to see what this next year will bring. I realize I must get my beauty sleep, as I have allowed myself a seven and a half hour window for wedding dress shopping in the morning.