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Here in California it is so hard to find a reliable place to get your car fixed. So I had an issue with my tail light and brought it to the actual Ford fuckin dealership service department. Thought maybe they'd be fair and my mother wanted to tag along to look at the new mustangs. THESE FUCKIN GUYS!!! First they have me sign for one hour of diagnostic testing. 3 hours later and I decide to walk back there and see wtf. They have my rear seats OUT, my speaker box disconnected and out, my amp out and I was most pissed about that cuz I had it set up a certain way. My carpet peeled back. The guy working on my car is about 18, reading a manual and scratching his head. I throw a fit and a senior mechanic takes over. He says a MOUSE caused my taillight problem. That he chewed through a wire under my rear seat carpeting (UNDER MY CARPET? ?) So now he says its actually a "quickfix". He fixes it in 10 minutes and has to basically reassemble my whole stereo system and put all my seats back in. I wait for my bill and they hand me a bill for $800! Oh hahahhaha! You can imagine my fury. But then I remembered I had an old debit card in my wallet. I decide to stall them and for SOME reason the cashier chatting away on the phone stamps my receipt "paid" before getting a confirmation number. I grab it and run out and hand it to my mother telling her to hide it. Then I go back inside and get my keys and the cashier asks me for another card cuz naturally it was declined. I play it off and go back to my car which is pigeon holed behind a bunch of other cars, and then I did the most intricate high speed stunt driving I've ever done maneuvering my car the fuck outta there. My mother starts freaking out and one guy followed us but couldnt keep up and I ditched him by hiding in a costco parking lot (ended up getting some hotdogs while we were there too) Technically I DID have a receipt stamped "paid" so even though they called me there wasnt much they could do. The manager (who was the biggest prick) couldnt deny that i had only gave signed permission for ONE HOUR. He called me a bunch of names and I told him to get fucked with his mouse story bullshit. A few months later I drew him a Xmas card that said "Merry Chris-mouse" and faxed it to him. He got so mad he called his local PD and told them the whole story. He had a cop call me who I also promptly told to get fucked since police cant get involved in civil issues. To this day, whenever I drive by the dealership and the service manager is outside, I honk and wave. He usually flips me off.
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Posted by bonnie&clyde Here in California it is so hard to find a reliable place to get your car fixed. So I had an issue with my tail light and brought it to the actual Ford fuckin dealership service department. Thought maybe they'd be fair and my mother wanted to tag along to look at the new mustangs. THESE FUCKIN GUYS!!! First they have me sign for one hour of diagnostic testing. 3 hours later and I decide to walk back there and see wtf. They have my rear seats OUT, my speaker box disconnected and out, my amp out and I was most pissed about that cuz I had it set up a certain way. My carpet peeled back. The guy working on my car is about 18, reading a manual and scratching his head. I throw a fit and a senior mechanic takes over. He says a MOUSE caused my taillight problem. That he chewed through a wire under my rear seat carpeting (UNDER MY CARPET? ?) So now he says its actually a "quickfix". He fixes it in 10 minutes and has to basically reassemble my whole stereo system and put all my seats back in. I wait for my bill and they hand me a bill for $800! Oh hahahhaha! You can imagine my fury. But then I remembered I had an old debit card in my wallet. I decide to stall them and for SOME reason the cashier chatting away on the phone stamps my receipt "paid" before getting a confirmation number. I grab it and run out and hand it to my mother telling her to hide it. Then I go back inside and get my keys and the cashier asks me for another card cuz naturally it was declined. I play it off and go back to my car which is pigeon holed behind a bunch of other cars, and then I did the most intricate high speed stunt driving I've ever done maneuvering my car the fuck outta there. My mother starts freaking out and one guy followed us but couldnt keep up and I ditched him by hiding in a costco parking lot (ended up getting some hotdogs while we were there too) Technically I DID have a receipt stamped "paid" so even though they called me there wasnt much they could do. The manager (who was the biggest prick) couldnt deny that i had only gave signed permission for ONE HOUR. He called me a bunch of names and I told him to get fucked with his mouse story bullshit. A few months later I drew him a Xmas card that said "Merry Chris-mouse" and faxed it to him. He got so mad he called his local PD and told them the whole story. He had a cop call me who I also promptly told to get fucked since police cant get involved in civil issues. To this day, whenever I drive by the dealership and the service manager is outside, I honk and wave. He usually flips me off.
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this story brought a warm and fuzzy on. likey.
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Posted by Samurai
this story brought a warm and fuzzy on. likey.
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Definitely. That`s why I do my best to take my vehicles to an independent mechanic. These Dealers-of-shit are total crappola and that`s from personal experience. I had the pleasure of telling one of them that the brand new car I bought from them was the worst vehicle I`ve ever owned (it still holds the record 20 years later) and it was a Ford and that the best vehicle I`ve ever owned was a Chevrolet. I realize that it probably meant nothing to Ford or the dealer-of-shit, but it felt great to see him blush in embarrassment.
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Awesome story.
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last time I went to my local dealership I had to wait 3 hours for an oilchange... only to find out they SOLD my truck.
if my buddy hadn't been there I'd have gone to jail for attempted murder....maybe actual murder don't know...
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Posted by JBuss last time I went to my local dealership I had to wait 3 hours for an oilchange... only to find out they SOLD my truck.
if my buddy hadn't been there I'd have gone to jail for attempted murder....maybe actual murder don't know...
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my car never leaves my sight.
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Posted by JBuss last time I went to my local dealership I had to wait 3 hours for an oilchange... only to find out they SOLD my truck.
if my buddy hadn't been there I'd have gone to jail for attempted murder....maybe actual murder don't know...
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Wtf?!?!?! SOLD your truck? How!?
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Posted by bonnie&clyde
Wtf?!?!?! SOLD your truck? How!?
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Yeah, How?
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Posted by bonnie&clyde
Wtf?!?!?! SOLD your truck? How!?
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as far as I was able to determine it went in for an O/C, got washed then some moron placed it in the used car lot. Where being all awesome as it is, got sold. HOW the fuck they could do so with ZERO paperwork or a title I don't know but ya... I got it back reeeeeal fucking fast and the guy who bought it was NOT happy for himself OR for me..
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Omg I would have flipped the fuck OUT! Like tearing shit up driving through the dealership showroom window mad!
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