I went to get Orange’s oil changed today. What an adventure.
First, the car was not in their system. Ya. The system of the dealership where we BOUGHT the car. Luckily, I knew this going in because I had asked a question about it when I brought Olive (the minivan) in last time. When I made the appointment, I mentioned that I was pretty sure Orange wasn’t in the system, so she told me to bring the registration in.
Second, the appointment was made for 11am. It’s only 15 minutes or so away from where I work (which is about an hour away from where I live), so I got there a little bit early to present the above-mentioned registration.
I look around and think, “Sweet! It’s empty in here, this should be nice and fast.” HAH! Boy, I should really stop talking to myself.
An hour and a half later, she comes to let me know that my car is ready. An hour and a half!! For an OIL CHANGE!
I got up to the payment window and casually mentioned, “Man, that took a long time…” left hanging so she could fill in… She said “yup.” I must have sent some daggers of “WHY, WOMAN!? TELL ME NOW!!” because she then went on to say that the garage doors were being worked on today. They were supposed to come in and work on them between 9 and 11, but started late (they must be related to the cable guys – sorry Jon). Therefore, they couldn’t open the bay door to get my car IN. When they were finally able to get it in, the guys started working on the door again, so they couldn’t get my car back OUT. For real?
At least I was able to read my book for a while without being interrupted…
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