Oh Loaners how I despise thee:
Let me count the ways:
1. I can't stop for three seconds because I have to go get cars,
2. line 'em up, go back inside,
3. fill out paperwork,
4. argue with customer over 1/4 tank of gas,
5. make 'em sign the darn agreement (which they can't understand after I clearly point and say SIGN HERE.),
6. take them out to the car while they spend twenty minutes scrubbing the paint with their index finger to make sure there are no previous minor scratches (that we don't care about anyway)
7. then they finally get in the car and I ask if they are familiar with the smart key. They say yes.
8. Go back inside (begin to repeat process) and lo and behold, the overprivileged angel is peeking in my door because they don't know how to work the smart key....but said they did.
*sonofamotherflippin.dear J.F. Christmas!!!!!.............arrggghhh!*
Customers, You are the reason why you have to wait so long for a loaner car.....so quit giving me dirty looks like it's my fault.
..........now that I have vented for the day, I feel better.
But *beer me* anyway
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