1 /5 kazanas christos: Avoid at All Costs!
Got sent to Jim (owner of Origin Finance Oakleigh) by a mate because he speaks Greek. Apparently, that was supposed to make sorting my car finance easier. Yeah, nah. The only thing speaking Greek did was turn this disaster into a Greek tragedy—without the gods to save me.
Picked out my car on the 25th of February, sent Jim everything he asked for straight away. My credit’s solid, I run a business, and this should’ve been approved in a week, tops. But Jim? Jim operates in reverse dog years or some mystical time zone the rest of us don’t understand. First thing he told me?
“Won’t take more than a week or so.”
Yeah, right. That was a month ago.
Had to keep chasing him because every time I called for an update (which I shouldn’t have had to do in the first place), he was “busy” and promised to call me back. Never happened. If I had a dollar for every time Jim said he’d call me back, I wouldn’t have needed the finance in the first place.
Instead of asking for all the documents upfront like a normal person, Jim kept coming back every single day with a new request. Always had an excuse:
• Blamed the finance company.
• Blamed his rep.
• Blamed the loan assessor.
• Blamed my accountant.
• Blamed the alignment of the planets, for all I know.
At some point, I was just waiting for him to tell me it was my fault for being born under the wrong star sign.
For two weeks straight, he told me I’d be picking up my car “tomorrow.” Instead, it was always some new surprise, some mysterious issue, some document he magically forgot to mention at the start. The only thing less reliable than Jim’s timelines is Melbourne weather.
And the best part? After waiting a full month, Jim sends an email saying:
“Just to give you an update on where we are at with this file.
I am no longer prepared to work on this file due to the constant calls/text messages/disrespect that this has gone through.”
Are you joking?
Mate, the only “disrespect” here is wasting an entire month of my time and then dumping the file like it’s my fault for expecting him to actually do his job.
And just to rub salt in the wound? He made me get insurance while I was still waiting. Paid for two weeks of insurance on a car I didn’t even have yet. Basically paying rent on an imaginary vehicle.
I’ve got all the screenshots to prove it. If anyone wants a laugh, hit me up. Apparently, I can’t post them because they contain “personal information.” But in reality, the only personal thing about this is the headache Jim gave me.
Bottom Line
If you need car finance, do yourself a favour and go literally anywhere else.
Oh, and Jim, mate, if you’re reading this—maybe spend less time playing hide and seek with your clients and more time actually getting things done. Or at least take a few courses in lying convincingly, because “tomorrow” clearly isn’t your strong suit.
