Car Wars
update on situation of the automobile. suprisingly enough, this all concerns my moms car, as it was in possession at time of said events. if youve read my last entry, youll know where i left off. if not, scroll down you lazy bastard before continuing.
at our last meeting, the ford was residing at firestone, awaiting a slight fixing. since then, the following events have transpired in this sequence. i was notified by firestone that the thermostat would need to be replaced as well as a coolant flush to make sure that whatever the problem was is now gone. sure, go ahead. "itll be done by 2 o'clock mr. porter." sweet. i show up at firestone at 2:30 to pick up said car. "um, its still overheating, the temperature gauge is reading in the red and we are trying to burp the engine (get air pocket out of it). the only catch is that it wont be ready til the next day. whatever, thats fine.
next day. its ready at 10am but i cant pick it up til after work. i show up at 6:46 to get it. what they tell me is that the temperature gauge in the car, the one right on the console, is faulty so i should just disregard it. sure, youre a pro, i trust you. i get in the car, it looks like they just disconnected the temp gauge, no matter what, if the car is on or off, it reads uber hot. whatever, the guy told me it wasnt working anyway.
i start the drive to RI, i get on 93, some funky noises coming from the car. hmph, thats interesting. i get to the rte 3 split, the car isnt responding to the throttle. shit. i start pulling off the side of the highway, the engine light comes on, the oil light comes on, steam starts coming from under the hood. shit. shit. shit. shit. shit. needless to say, the folks at firestone dont know shit about cars whatsoever and can eat my ass. THEN they wouldnt refund me the $300 i spent on NOTHING. so what did i do, i went right to the head honcho. did i get my money back? you better believe it. i would write more but my food is done and there is drinking to be done. word up to ya mutha.
at our last meeting, the ford was residing at firestone, awaiting a slight fixing. since then, the following events have transpired in this sequence. i was notified by firestone that the thermostat would need to be replaced as well as a coolant flush to make sure that whatever the problem was is now gone. sure, go ahead. "itll be done by 2 o'clock mr. porter." sweet. i show up at firestone at 2:30 to pick up said car. "um, its still overheating, the temperature gauge is reading in the red and we are trying to burp the engine (get air pocket out of it). the only catch is that it wont be ready til the next day. whatever, thats fine.
next day. its ready at 10am but i cant pick it up til after work. i show up at 6:46 to get it. what they tell me is that the temperature gauge in the car, the one right on the console, is faulty so i should just disregard it. sure, youre a pro, i trust you. i get in the car, it looks like they just disconnected the temp gauge, no matter what, if the car is on or off, it reads uber hot. whatever, the guy told me it wasnt working anyway.
i start the drive to RI, i get on 93, some funky noises coming from the car. hmph, thats interesting. i get to the rte 3 split, the car isnt responding to the throttle. shit. i start pulling off the side of the highway, the engine light comes on, the oil light comes on, steam starts coming from under the hood. shit. shit. shit. shit. shit. needless to say, the folks at firestone dont know shit about cars whatsoever and can eat my ass. THEN they wouldnt refund me the $300 i spent on NOTHING. so what did i do, i went right to the head honcho. did i get my money back? you better believe it. i would write more but my food is done and there is drinking to be done. word up to ya mutha.
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