I'm telling you, ask dad or J to take it into the shop instead.
I bet you anything if a guy takes it in they'll believe them.
Shitty yes, but I bet it works.
Posted by sarah at September 13, 2005 12:22 PMYeah, I know. I should have done that this time around, but my knee jerk pissed offness hindered my rational thinking...
I haven't heard from them yet. I even wonder if they're really looking at it.
Posted by Zoso at September 13, 2005 02:19 PMI was about to say exactly the same thing as Sarah. Mechanics always screw women around!
Posted by DR at September 13, 2005 02:28 PMHee hee! You double posted! :P
(I'll fix it)
Yeah, I agree. Stupid mechanics...
Posted by Zoso at September 13, 2005 02:37 PMSend J.
Or I will go. I can suggest to them that they be a little more like the Indy 500. ;o)
No more of this in and out business. One stop..20 second or less...No getting out of your car.
That is how all service should be....well...maybe not prostitutes...but that's a different blog topic.
Posted by Sarah at September 13, 2005 03:44 PMLMAO! @ prostitutes
God, sis, you're hysterical. I needed a good laugh. Thanks! ;P
Posted by Zoso at September 13, 2005 05:38 PMMy dad spent 20 years as the Service Director at the local Ford dealer, His job was to translate the stories and noises people made to describe the problem, into a work order for the mechanics.
He also ran the whole parts and service department. We're talking Fords here... repairs...that's a full-time job!
Anyway, he said that he would be happy to go for a ride in it with you so he can see what's going on, and then go to the dealer with you and tell them what he found.
I know it'd be kind of weird, but he has been in the industry his whole life, he might be able to help. It's kinda like his area of expertise. He knows cars inside and out.
Let me know!
Posted by J at September 13, 2005 08:31 PMWow! Tell your dad thanks J! I might take him up on that offer. I'm still waiting to hear back from them. I'm pretty sure they'll tell me they don't know what's wrong with it. Someone else told me it sounded like a fuel system problem, not a transmition problem.
How's your dad feeling by the way?
Posted by Zoso at September 13, 2005 09:12 PMBah! I just knew it would do that! I pressed the button and it half loaded before freezing, so I pressed it again. The weird thing was that it then told me the security number was wrong, so I typed the new one in and pressed Post once... and then it double posted. *bemused*
Your blog doesn't like me either!
Posted by DR at September 14, 2005 01:57 AMYou know, everything should be 20 seconds. Like buying a car for instance. You could really get down to business when the sales person only had 20 seconds to capture your attention and convince you to purchase something. Or the news.... yeah, they'd have to focus less on those retarded little jokes they make inbetween stories, or those corny-fromhell segways between segments if they only had 20 minutes to deliver top stories.
How we will apply 20 second service to the postal industry though... that might take work.
Posted by J at September 14, 2005 03:19 AM