Back to Old Habits
The lack of updates, anyway.
So yesterday my car needed to be brought in for its regular service checkup and whatnot. My appointment was, for some reason, at 8:00 AM, but I managed to get there a few minutes after 8.
And then the waiting began. Now, a simple oil change is not a particularly time-intensive procedure. But I, the diligent individual, sat around in Honda’s waiting room (doing Spanish summer homework, no less) as other people were called to be informed that their work was finished, and new people came in to wait, and those new people were also informed that their work was finished. It became a bit confusing to say the least.
So I asked my “service advisor” or whatever he’s called what was up. He assured me they were still working on it. A second time I went to ask him about my status, attempting to show him that my vehicle was sitting outside, waiting to be picked up by myself, he assured me he would have me out in “a few minutes,” as soon as he got my paperwork.
Useless. I did, eventually, talk to the cashier and another person who had been handling several customers whose work had been completed, and eventually I was cleared to go. I was, at least, assured that the manager would be notified, and that the particular representative I had dealt with had been causing problems. Never mind the fact that it was about 11:30, my car had been ready to go before 9 (so I was told), and I still had to get to an appointment with the oral surgeon that I had made for 10:30 (even though that was an hour later than I thought it needed to be).
But, uh, at least I got some Spanish homework done.
