
Spent $500 at a local car shop this week… for a water pump replacement…
“But wait!” you say. “The bus is air-cooled, it doesn’t have a water-pump!” – you would be correct – but this repair was for Noelle’s Jeep Liberty. We started hearing a weird ticking noise when the engine was running, and I wasn’t about to start taking that engine apart too! We took it to a shop and walked out with no more ticking noise, less money, and no idea how to fix the problem if it happens again… And that is why I bought a bus – because when we are out and about in that thing, I might hear a strange noise, and it might break down on the side of the road – but I will have the tools and the knowledge to get it working again. Compare that to the Jeep – the car shop people know I’m clueless – its like they can smell my ignorance! The place I took it to came highly recommended, and I was happy with their work – but I have also decided I really don’t like car industry people! How many times do you take your car to the shop and the people act soooo superior with their massive automotive intellect. They will sell you everything you don’t need, but don’t actually know any real answers – I don’t trust car people!! This place charged me $20 to “charge the battery” – I’m like – “what do you think is going to happen when I drive it home…”
I continue my rant with example #2 – NAPA. I live close to the regional NAPA distribution center, which is pretty sweet because they have a lot of the harder to get parts that other locations would need to order from. I’ve been in there quite a bit over the last few months, and every time I get the feeling that they look down on little old me. Well today, they crossed the line! I went in to buy a few fuel filters – I’m trying to avoid having to pull the rusty gas tank for as long as possible – I ask the guy at the counter for three filters – he’s like “what size” I’m like “I don’t know, last time they didn’t ask me that” he’s like “we have lots of sizes, you need to know what size” so I go back home, pull the current filter and take it with me back to NAPA. Go in – talk to a different dude – ask him for the filers – he’s like “no problem, they’ll pull them from the warehouse” – I’m like “Sweet”. They grab the filters, and the original guy rings me up – I open one of the boxes to check, and they are totally a different type of filter. It looks like they might fit, but the filter part was much bigger, and the connector nozzles were different. I look at the guy and I’m like “these are different, do you have this type (pointing to the filter I brought in)” – he’s like “Nope thats all I got” ……. The older Drew, the less confident, less curmudgeonly Drew, would have probably just taken the new filters and hoped for the best. But I’m not that Drew anymore – I’m pissed! Screw that guy, WTF does he know. He is standing there telling me a complete lie because he assumes that I am some clueless fool who will just believe whatever his handlebar mustached mouth spews out – so I say to him “I just bought the that type of filter like 3 weeks ago, unless something changed, you do got it, and I need the original, not this new one that won’t work as well” – he’s like “oh yeah we’ve got those right here” I get my new filters and I’m out of there. I’m tired of car industry people thinking they know everything, but actually they know nothing, and are too stupid and/or too lazy to actually provide useful information or services. Car people seem to have no trouble charging me an arm and leg for anything they can get their grubby paws on (literally – car people have grubby paws), but yet their total lack of a brain makes me wonder how these places even stay in business! I’m done with my rant, but I’m just letting you know – if you are a car person – I don’t trust you – you’ve turned me into a paranoid skeptic – anything you say is probably wrong, and you are probably trying to rip me off in some way, and that’s not cool!
Regarding the bus progress… I didn’t get anything done today except stall out in the parking lot and enlist Noelle to help me push it back into the garage – its just cold out there – too cold. More to come tomorrow!