The single female who owns a car
How *do* you get the garage to speak to you as if you're not:
a) a dunce
b) another species altogether
Example:
I have a new car, still under warranty. Go to start it, the battery is flat. Call out the RAC. Who get it going. Next day it doesn't start again. Complain to the garage who sold me the car. They check it over. "Nothing wrong with the car" they say. "Why won't it start in the morning then?" I say. "Are you leaving anything on?" DUH! "No." "Well you don't use the car much. When did you last give it a long run?" "Last week". "OK, we'll keep it overnight & put the battery on a super-duper charge in the interest of customer relations. Would you like a lift home, madam?"
Get the car back next day.
Go to start it the day after, battery's dead.
Call out the now-familiar RAC man who checks car over and tells me there's a 3amp drain on the battery when it's just stood there, locked & doing nothing.
Report this to the garage.
They send two men to collect the car.
The older of the two says "When did you last give the car a good run?" I say "There's a 3amp drain on the battery when it's stood doing nothing" (younger man looks at car and nods).
Older man says "Do you take the car out of first gear?"
1 Comments:
Thank you, that made me laugh.It happens to blokes too. Well it happened to me; exactly the same problem. I hate cars. Got rid of mine and bought a bike.
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