Okay. Check this shit out:
Car died in the middle of a U-turn over a week ago. I mean it wouldn't even turn over or anything. So I had it towed to Rydell. I had it scheduled for an oil change and a couple of things on Monday morning anyway. I called on Friday and nobody answered. They finally called me on Monday and were like, "So we got your car towed here?" blah blah blah. So I called back and talked to him. "Yes, do the oil change. Yes, do an analysis to figure out what the hell is wrong."
>>Tuesday: "So you need a new alternator." "Okay, put it in." "Cool; we'll call you tomorrow."
>>Wednesday: Nothing.
>>Thursday: Nothing.
>>Friday: I called them to find out what the hell they're doing with my car. And the chick at the service desk is all like, "So we're waiting on a new radiator, right?"
And I kinda freak out. "Uhm, nobody said anything about a radiator. What the hell?" (Okay, so I didn't actually say "what the hell" but that was the sentiment. You know what I mean.)
"Uhm. Let me put you on with one of the guys in the service department."
"Okay, thanks."
Answering machine. Go freakin' figure. So I left a message on the machine to please call me back--and I remembered to leave a number and everything.
Nothing.
>>Saturday: Nothing.
>>Sunday: Nothing.
>>Monday: Presidents Day; shop is closed. i.e. Nothing.
>>Tuesday: Get a call during my Comm course. So I didn't answer. The guy leaves a message on my phone and--for real--he goes, "So uh... we put in your new alternator last week, and uhh... our technician broke your radiator, so we had to order you a new one. And uh, we put that in this weekend, and we took it for a test drive, but the check engine light was still flashing, so we brought it back in and looked at it again. So if you want to call us at (number)--" and then the message cuts out because APPARENTLY my phone only lets you leave a 1 minute message or some shit. Go figure.
So I called back. Aaaaand everyone's freakin busy. GO FIGURE.
So FINALLY they call me back and he says, "Yeah, so we had another car come in this morning similar to yours and we put the parts for it into your car, and now your check engine light isn't coming back on. But your oxygen censor still needs replacing, so do you want us to do that or do you just want to take it and see what happens?"
"Well how much is it going to cost to replace it?"
"About $200-250."
"What am I sitting at right now?"
"With the alternator and the oil change, about $1100 or so."
Sigh. "Can you put that in today? When can I get my car back?"
"I think we can get that done tonight. You could pick up your car tomorrow."
"Then yeah, just put in the new censor. I'll pick up my car tomorrow."
"Alright. We'll do that and I'll call you later this afternoon, okay?"
"Okay, thanks."
It's officially 7:20 p.m. and I haven't heard back from them. Like, seriously? What the fuck, you guys? This is stupid. I mean, that conversation was at 1:30 p.m.
I've had band class and test driven a new vehicle and worked on my English paper so far in this time period.
These people suck.
Suffice it to say, I'm a touch on the crabby side. Imagine, eh?
Sigh. Whatever. Whatever. It is what it is. I'll survive. And I'll get my car back. And all will be well.
Ugh.
