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Two weeks ago I took my car to the dealership because there was a clanking noise (like a grandfather clock ticking, or a gear clicking out of sync). They listened and attributed the sound to an out of sync lifter, and I thought they would fix it and I would have my car back within a week.
Nope. First they clean it of carbon. Okay. Then they replace not one lifter, but eight. And now they tell me that "the crank is pulling" and is going to go so far out of alignment that all the oil slips out, so I need a new motor.
My car is only 3 years old, and there are only 39, 000 miles on it. I am very strongly inclined to trust people and to think the best of them, but I can't help but doubt that such a comparatively new and unused car needs so much work. I've checked with several mechanically-minded friends, and they all agree - something shifty is going on. So tonight my father and grandfather and friend Jason are going to the dealership with me to see what the mechanic says is wrong.
I can't really get a read on the mechanic. At first I thought he was flirty, because he made small talk and double-checked my name and called me sweetheart (which made my insides kind of crawly in an icky way). Now, though, I think he's just trying to be flirty to win my trust, because he keeps calling me sweetheart and sweetie, and it keeps icking me out. I know I am weird about boys and flirting, but I usually think such behavior is eye-rollingly silly, not intestine-rollingly creepy.
I hate confronting people and implying distrust and hurting feelings. But everyone says dealerships will diagnose non-existent problems to milk more money from you, and everyone says there's no reason my car should need an entirely new motor because the crank is pulling, and I don't see any way around tonight. Sigh.