So I went to the garage where my car has been for the past 3 weeks (since the last 2 week adventure 3 days prior), and they seemed to have found a wire that was charred from a short that is reeking havok on my entire electrical system.
[Note: to me it looks as if someone spent some time with a lighter underneath the wire to get it all black and melted the plastic alittle too much.]
At anyrate, I was livid because the car was still not fixed and the still are unsure whats causing the problem and all any of the technicans wanted to do was talk about the '55 Buick that actually made it to the shop... "running, not towed here" ...
Yes you fucken fucks that what a fucking car is supposed to fucken do, you fucking idiots...
"Dude calm down your upseting our other customers"
Do you fucken understand that I have already had my car in this shop 3 times in two months for a total of 5 weeks going on 6 now.
"We will fix the car our mechanics have not given up"
Of course not your shop is getting paid 97.88 an hour to figure out what the problem is, which is ridiculous because you haven't even looked into what I thought was wrong.
"What was that sir?"
The mother fucken voltage regulator, for the umpteenth time. I am no idiot to cars, I brought it to you guys because I thought I would have it done 2 weeks ago. So who's going to pay your hourly rate for this?
"I guess we will keep to the price quote on this one cause I know it's been along time"
Your fucken right about that bub, I sure as hell aint going to pay 98 bucks an hour for your circle jerk that is going on in your garage. Especially not a 8 hours a day for the past 15 days, that's a total of 100+ hours that's gonna be over 11 thosand dollars in just labor and I only owe 8 thousand on the fucken loan. For that much money I better get a blow job from a Jenna Jameson and chance to stick my foot up one of you fuckers ass.... sideways!
"Um yeah, I think it's time we call a specialist..."
Just fix my car... we'll discuss what I am willing to pay you after it's running again!
"Okay"
Thank you!
Now after a few dozen beers and a short nap and having vented on the poor clerk at the counter, the service manager the two tech's that kept trying to calm me by asking questions about the Buick, I feel a bit better. I probably earned a few more grey hairs. Oh and the topper for this week I have been requested to appear in court....
Stay tuned next week kiddo's for more adventures of Senior Spadez....
[Note: to me it looks as if someone spent some time with a lighter underneath the wire to get it all black and melted the plastic alittle too much.]
At anyrate, I was livid because the car was still not fixed and the still are unsure whats causing the problem and all any of the technicans wanted to do was talk about the '55 Buick that actually made it to the shop... "running, not towed here" ...
Yes you fucken fucks that what a fucking car is supposed to fucken do, you fucking idiots...
"Dude calm down your upseting our other customers"
Do you fucken understand that I have already had my car in this shop 3 times in two months for a total of 5 weeks going on 6 now.
"We will fix the car our mechanics have not given up"
Of course not your shop is getting paid 97.88 an hour to figure out what the problem is, which is ridiculous because you haven't even looked into what I thought was wrong.
"What was that sir?"
The mother fucken voltage regulator, for the umpteenth time. I am no idiot to cars, I brought it to you guys because I thought I would have it done 2 weeks ago. So who's going to pay your hourly rate for this?
"I guess we will keep to the price quote on this one cause I know it's been along time"
Your fucken right about that bub, I sure as hell aint going to pay 98 bucks an hour for your circle jerk that is going on in your garage. Especially not a 8 hours a day for the past 15 days, that's a total of 100+ hours that's gonna be over 11 thosand dollars in just labor and I only owe 8 thousand on the fucken loan. For that much money I better get a blow job from a Jenna Jameson and chance to stick my foot up one of you fuckers ass.... sideways!
"Um yeah, I think it's time we call a specialist..."
Just fix my car... we'll discuss what I am willing to pay you after it's running again!
"Okay"
Thank you!
Now after a few dozen beers and a short nap and having vented on the poor clerk at the counter, the service manager the two tech's that kept trying to calm me by asking questions about the Buick, I feel a bit better. I probably earned a few more grey hairs. Oh and the topper for this week I have been requested to appear in court....
Stay tuned next week kiddo's for more adventures of Senior Spadez....
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