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Taking the Car to the Mechanic

I took my car in to the shop early on Saturday morning. It's been acting up a bit, and I figured it was in need of a tune-up or adjustment on the timing. I was first in line at 7:00, but as the diagnostic technician was not in until 8:00, they gave me a ride home (thankfully it's only a few blocks) and I left the car there. I thought it was especially nice to be up that early on a Saturday, knowing they don't do appointments, and such a big help when they open early. But how helpful can it be when the technician is not even there when they open?

Anyway, I digress...to continue...I talked to them about 10:00, and they said "we can't get it to act up on us, but we'll wait for the next guy to come in and see if he can get it to act up". Finally around 1:00, I decided to call them. I did, and I got the same routine as before. At which point I decide to walk down there and bring my car home.

The thing is, mechanics always treat you like you're just an excitable woman, and "everything is fine, and why should it be an issue if we have your car for 6 hours, and we can't find anything wrong with it?" I'm grateful at least that they didn't charge me to look at it, (did they even look at it, or just use up a quarter of a tank of my gas while they run their errands in my car?) but I wish I'd been treated less like I'm brainless and more like they're interested in my business, and interested in finding out what the trouble is.

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The Perry Family said…
Wow - how much do we hate mechanics. It's too be they get such a bad wrap, although the inconvenience and the outlandish money we shell out doesn't help them. Hope the rig behaves itself and works better!
April 27, 2009 at 5:02 PM
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