I took my car to Cardiff today for its first service at the dealership I bought it from.
I don't live close, its a good 40 miles away so I had to waste time waiting for them to complete it. They had it from 9:30am to 5pm which is a long time to waste when its raining and you have no car.
I caught a bus into Cardiff which was an experience in itself. There were 5 people at the bus stop all of which were smoking as much as they could because it might be a whole ten minutes until they can have their next one. One of them was steaming drunk and he had to be the one who sat behind me, his breath was buzzing. An old lady smelling of wee sat beside me and tried to engage me in conversation. I couldn't understand a word she was on about and she gave up. It was only a few miles but it took 40 minutes to get there. 40 loooong minutes.
I went down Cardiff Bay for a look. I'm sure its nice in the summer but there was hardly a soul about today.
Here's the Welsh Millenium Centre
The Bay
Here's Winter Wonderland outside County Hall, We shall be skating there on new years eve, hopefuly it will be a bit fuller by then.
Anyway on to the title of the day, Arseholes. I gave them a list of things wrong with the car. The airbag fault light keeps coming on, theres a burning rubber smell coming from the engine, theres a problem with the turbo gauge and the roof is leaking.
When I picked it up they said they plugged in their computer and yes the airbag light had shown a fault but its reset itself, he fobbed me off about the turbo gauge and said he couldnt smell anything around the engine. As for the leak they have ordered new seals and want the car back for 3 days to install them. Yes THREE fucking days. I can have a courtesy car but I will have to wait until the end of January if I want it.
So I am driving home and Ive not gone a mile before the turbo gauge stops working and the airbag light comes on. When I get out of the car at home theres a distinct burning rubber smell coming from the engine.
Why do I fucking bother?