While being driven from Midway to the dealer (lame I know) I had the following discussion with the porter.
PORTER: What was the matter with the car?
ME: There’s a hazard light on.
PORTER: Oh, I see that. Anything else?
ME: When you open the trunk it falls down on you.
PORTER: Oh, yeah, I know this one does that.
ME: Well it hurts! A lot!
PORTER: [changing the subject] How often do you go to the gym.
ME: [furious] Every day. [wishing I said, “And I can kick your ass too.”]
Wow, just wow.
I’m in a Midway rental car. You see Friday night the doors on my car locked and stayed that way. Seriously, we had to get out of the car a la The Dukes of Hazzard. I decided that it wasn’t safe and that I’d bring my car into the shop Saturday morning.
The dealership was not delighted to see me and asked me to make an appointment. I explained to them that we had 6 figures of cars from them and that with 15,000 miles on it, I was entitled demand safety. They finally agreed and when they wouldn’t couldn’t locate a loaner car for me, they called Midway and arranged for a rental.
Midway offered me a Jeep Wrangler.
I stared them down and explained that puberty was over.
Midway explained that my car dealer only paid $28 a day.
I asked them to call the service manager. (called his bluff)
While on hold the rental agent decided to upgrade me to a minivan.