Wednesday, September 24, 2008
All singing, all dancing
I took my car to the garage yesterday morning. It took 15 minutes to drive there and 15 minutes to drive home. It took about 30 seconds for them to look at the car, so I can see why it wasn’t worth leaving it. They will write to me with a quote. I had previously spoken to another Ford dealer and they would have charged me £40 to look at it (deductible from the bill if they carry out the work). I can see they don’t want to be wasting their time quoting on cars they then don’t repair but £40 for 30 seconds work would work out at £4800 an hour. I am in the wrong job.
My mum got my TV fixed yesterday. The chap came out to take the TV away but then couldn’t work out why the previous chap didn’t just take the front of the TV and clean up the switch. So he did that and now it’s fine and there’s no need for them to take the TV away and bring it back again. Marvellous.
I may be partaking of some Scottish related activity tonight. Despite not having the best sense of rhythm. This may turn out to be a huge mistake. I, or others, may end up hospitalised. *takes a deep breath*