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Jul. 27th, 2006 12:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spoke8:00 Enter Pepboys to have car fixed.
Waiting forever and ever and getting more than halfway through the last Otherland book. I have maybe a fourth left.
12:00 and I have gotten home, fairly exhausted and frustrated. But. They had her in there for all that time and couldn't hear a thing wrong with her, and the customer service manager who came in maybe halfway through this and seemed to be pushing people to get a move on didn't charge me anything. Seriously thought I would have to pay at least labor charges or something.
This might have something to do with me being clearly exhausted and annoyed, and I was trying not to be grouchy or anything even though there's little tired voice with a pitchfork saying something about getting in people's faces and being one of those customers.
The ones I politely try to put off and get a csm or manager-type for, because I'm not paid to deal with Seriously Ticked Off, I really am not.
Except I hate those people, so. I didn't yell or make a jerk of myself inspite of the tired and the frustrated and the thinking that the manager was looking harried because his people weren't on the ball?
Meh. Pretty much amounts to: Car not broken.(far as they could tell, since it wouldn't not-start) Spent no money, had a nice chat with the manager-type explaining that they didn't want to go messing with things when they weren't sure what they were doing? Goodie for me.
Utterly impacted. Flyin' now.
Waiting forever and ever and getting more than halfway through the last Otherland book. I have maybe a fourth left.
12:00 and I have gotten home, fairly exhausted and frustrated. But. They had her in there for all that time and couldn't hear a thing wrong with her, and the customer service manager who came in maybe halfway through this and seemed to be pushing people to get a move on didn't charge me anything. Seriously thought I would have to pay at least labor charges or something.
This might have something to do with me being clearly exhausted and annoyed, and I was trying not to be grouchy or anything even though there's little tired voice with a pitchfork saying something about getting in people's faces and being one of those customers.
The ones I politely try to put off and get a csm or manager-type for, because I'm not paid to deal with Seriously Ticked Off, I really am not.
Except I hate those people, so. I didn't yell or make a jerk of myself inspite of the tired and the frustrated and the thinking that the manager was looking harried because his people weren't on the ball?
Meh. Pretty much amounts to: Car not broken.(far as they could tell, since it wouldn't not-start) Spent no money, had a nice chat with the manager-type explaining that they didn't want to go messing with things when they weren't sure what they were doing? Goodie for me.
Utterly impacted. Flyin' now.
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Date: 2006-07-28 01:46 am (UTC)