Bad Carma

I think Jel put it best…. I’m paying for abusing so many old cars and taking them to god forsaken hell holes.

Bad Carma.

I picked up my Focus today, it looked great with the paint job done up and as I pulled away from the garage I was chuffed with my choice. Sure it’d taken from the first bank holiday in May to pick it up but stuff that! it’s mine now! I picked up Marty and took her out the back roads to Sulby and back having a little feel of how different it is to have something with power and handling…. to be honest I think it might be a bit too much for me.

Anyways… exhilirated I pull into my drive. I look down at the front and see smoke pouring out the front grill… I’m not petrolhead expert but I took that as a bad sign. Pop the bonnet and first thing you see is oil everywhere and a missing oil cap… well bollocks.

I phone up the garage and am met with an “oh shit” as I tell them the score, to be fair they stright off said bring it round and we’ll give you a courtesy car tilit’s cleaned up and fixed, it brings me back to customer service I guess – I’m a painfully reasonable guy and whilst I was damn angry I was happy that they were ready to fix the issue no worries – I can forgive a simple mistake as long as its rectified. Only worry now is if any last damage is done. Time will tell.

Still at least work wasn’t a complete bombsite for the day…. oh wait.

~ by rhumsaa on June 3, 2008.