VW
I had one more part to pick up for my car, so I had to stop by the VW dealership to pick it up. Did I mention I am fixing it myself? Our friend John showed me how. Well, for those of you who have been to a dealership you will know that salesmen are pretty much like vultures who hover by the door and then you get out of your car one of them comes running up to you. This was the dialog that ensued:
Him: How do you like your Volkswagen?
Me: Do you want my honest answer.
Him: Probably not.
Me: My car is a money hole. We have a real love/hate thing going on.
Him: What year is it?
Me: A 2001.
Him: That's probably why. You need to get a new one.
Me: I need to get a Toyota...and a part. Where is the parts office?
Him: Parts department. Here you go.
I also just ordered one of the computer diagnotist hook ups. I am sick of spending $115 for something I can do myself at home with a $50 tool.
Him: How do you like your Volkswagen?
Me: Do you want my honest answer.
Him: Probably not.
Me: My car is a money hole. We have a real love/hate thing going on.
Him: What year is it?
Me: A 2001.
Him: That's probably why. You need to get a new one.
Me: I need to get a Toyota...and a part. Where is the parts office?
Him: Parts department. Here you go.
I also just ordered one of the computer diagnotist hook ups. I am sick of spending $115 for something I can do myself at home with a $50 tool.