Kwik Lubed
I'm pretty technically savy when it comes to things electronic. But, mechanically, I have no clue. Especially when it comes to cars. I couldn't change the oil if you paid me to. I have always taken my car to a local oil and lube place (Kwik Kar) in my town for oil change and inspections. Recently they changed management, and it seems the service has gone downhill. Today, I was right at my 3,000 miles since my last oil change and dropped by to be serviced. I should have turned around and left when the grease lackey asked me what the name of the fourth ninja Turtle was. I looked at him like he was crazy, and he said they had a running bet. After the oil was changed, Ninja Turtle Boy asked me to come out, he needed to show me something. He had the fuel injector housing removed and ran his finger through the front of the cylinder showing me how much carbon buildup I had. Knowing that their goal is to get you to buy more than an oil change (my car only has 21,000 miles on if for crsissakes), I told him that I wasn't interested. I went in to check out, and decided to glance over the invoice. With the oil change, you get a "21 point" inspection. Tire inflation, fluids leveled, windows cleaned etc, etc. I walked out to the car, the hood was still open, and looked in the wiper fluid container. Almost empty, the windows had not been touched, the interior was not vacuumed and tires not checked. I asked Ninja Turtle Boy about this and he stated that the person that does that, was out sick. I told him, and his manager that I would only pay $19.00 since over half of the items weren't done, even though they were checked off. The manager and Ninja turtle Boy got busy finishing the checklist.
Now the kicker of this story is, while driving to work the next day, the car started idling real funny, taking too long to switch gears. Something was definitely wrong. So now I have to take time to drop it off at the dealership, get * up to take me to work etc, etc. After talking to the service rep, when Ninja Boy frigged with the fuel injector housing, he partially disconnected a throttle control chip, causing it to short. Bastards, I knew the answer was Rapheal, but I ain't telling em now.
I'm pretty technically savy when it comes to things electronic. But, mechanically, I have no clue. Especially when it comes to cars. I couldn't change the oil if you paid me to. I have always taken my car to a local oil and lube place (Kwik Kar) in my town for oil change and inspections. Recently they changed management, and it seems the service has gone downhill. Today, I was right at my 3,000 miles since my last oil change and dropped by to be serviced. I should have turned around and left when the grease lackey asked me what the name of the fourth ninja Turtle was. I looked at him like he was crazy, and he said they had a running bet. After the oil was changed, Ninja Turtle Boy asked me to come out, he needed to show me something. He had the fuel injector housing removed and ran his finger through the front of the cylinder showing me how much carbon buildup I had. Knowing that their goal is to get you to buy more than an oil change (my car only has 21,000 miles on if for crsissakes), I told him that I wasn't interested. I went in to check out, and decided to glance over the invoice. With the oil change, you get a "21 point" inspection. Tire inflation, fluids leveled, windows cleaned etc, etc. I walked out to the car, the hood was still open, and looked in the wiper fluid container. Almost empty, the windows had not been touched, the interior was not vacuumed and tires not checked. I asked Ninja Turtle Boy about this and he stated that the person that does that, was out sick. I told him, and his manager that I would only pay $19.00 since over half of the items weren't done, even though they were checked off. The manager and Ninja turtle Boy got busy finishing the checklist.
Now the kicker of this story is, while driving to work the next day, the car started idling real funny, taking too long to switch gears. Something was definitely wrong. So now I have to take time to drop it off at the dealership, get * up to take me to work etc, etc. After talking to the service rep, when Ninja Boy frigged with the fuel injector housing, he partially disconnected a throttle control chip, causing it to short. Bastards, I knew the answer was Rapheal, but I ain't telling em now.
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Not the part where you had to take the car to the dealership. I mean the part where you're standing over Ninja Dork *AND* his boss, pointing out the bug juice they are missing on your windshield.
Priceless post!