So the Audi mothership called me back yesterday, and the nice woman I talked to didn’t believe any more than I did that the car had been built in Ireland. (The VIN was American.) The best she could figure was the part had been built in Ireland, not that she knew if there was an Irish Audi parts manufacturer. Anyway, *she* was told that the technician (technician, when did they become technicians? I thought they were mechanics) who was working on my car had been out sick for an entire week and that the dealership didn’t know when they were going to have the car done. She said that wasn’t acceptable, she had to tell me *something*, and they said, “Well, we hope it’ll be done by the end of the week.”
Bear in mind that they will have had the vehicle for 6 full weeks tomorrow.
Also bear in mind that I called on the *sixth* and was told that the technician had been out sick but was now back at work and would be catching up on his backlog. As I told the nice woman on the phone, they’re lying to one of us. I am *really* *not* impressed.
So now I don’t know if I should call up the Morrison Auto Group (who are the dipshits who have my car) every twenty minutes until the car is done, or wait until Friday and see if they’ve fixed it and if not call the mothership back. Although if it’s not done by Friday I’m doing the latter anyway. This is beyond ridiculous.
In other news, Farscape AAAAUGH! Waaah! AUGH! *WAAH*!
And, hm. I think that’s about it.
miles to Lothlorien: 329
I am afraid to ask…is something wrong with Farscape? If it IS too traumatic, feel free to disregard this question.
No, no, it’s just that the 4-hour miniseries that Sci-Fi ran to wrap up the last of the story played the last couple of nights, and it had a few real AUGH moments in it. AUGH!
They became technicians when fixing a car became at least as much about being able to operate and troubleshoot the built in computer as it did about lubing the engine and replacing the carborater (sp).