We've all done our best to keep our heads low and stay out of trouble, but eventually we found out what the anxiety was about. Our insurance, Health and Dental, was going up by 18% for the third consecutive year.
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SPEAKING OF A RACKET!
So we've been driving with a valet key. You buy a used car you buy other people's problems ya ya ya. We finally bit the bullet and took the car in for a second key.
and because, you see, car manufacturers in their infinite wisdom have decided that keys aren't good enough: they need computer chips! So you have to buy the fucking key from the dealership for 50 dollars, and then it needs to be programmed so that the car will start for 60 dollars plus taxes.
But when you bring a car to the dealership and say "I have an appointment to have a key made for my '01 Jetta," service department man says "That's funny, your appointment doesn't seem to be in the computer." And then after fifteen minutes of tedious data entry, we stroll around the car counting the tires. And then instead of making the key as per our request they take the god damned wheels off.
I know the car has mismatched tires in the back. This pains me but I deal with it. Not a word. The prognosis is that the Timing belt is 15,000 miles past scheduled replacement, my spark plugs need replacement same with a tie rod and both tie rod ends.
But dammit the car has brand spanking new iridium plugs in it already. And our belts were checked by our regular mechanic just 1,000 miles ago. And 400 dollars for tie rod ends seemed a lot excessive. And we should replace the perfectly functional waterpump.
This is not the kicker though.
Matters of money service man spoke to me, mentions of safety to my wife. We stopped going to Eriks because of shit like that, why would it be tolerated now. Finally after an hour and a half Schmelz Volkswagen returned our car to us and asked for some money in exchange for the now two keys. What a waste of an otherwise nice morning.
On a more positive note: we drove 150 miles on a quarter tank of gas during the weekend.
1 comment:
you know what's really odd? they called to confirm our appointment the day before, so at some point, it HAD to have been in their computer...shenannigans, I say!!!
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