CCrossfire,
I'm not taking anything Stranded said too seriously. I'm sure he meant it to be funny, I just doubt if I had said I was black (which I am not) he wouldn't have had the nerve or inclination to start a rant saying ...."Ok folks, I have had it. I've taken all I can stand and I can't stand no
more. Every time my TV is on, all that can be seen is "black" men
"strutting" about ...blah,blah,blah."

That's all I'm gonna say about the subject

SO, back to the subject at hand. Finally I get a call last Friday saying my car was ready. I stopped by on Saturday to pick it up. First thing I noticed was the passenger door no longer shut flush to the body. Wild-eyed craze insues :evil: . Not really, but I was pissed. Since my service tech wasn't there, I documented the problem with another.

I left to get gas and immediately noticed:
-grease all over the headliner.
-grease on the seats
-white dried powdery stuff on the passenger-side door, seat and dash
-scuff marks all over the lower part of the doors
-dull scuff marks all over the rear of the car from where the techs leaned against the body while reinstalling the cargo trim.
-a chip/scrap on the edge of one wheel
-scratches on the hood

:evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil: :evil:

I weant back and just nearly lost it with the general manager. He was very apologetic

It boils down to the car is with them another week as the detail it and repair the wheel and scratches.
:roll:

I'm so over this crap.....why is it that they would carelessly create more work for themselves? AND they are a 5 star dealer.

They then put me in another Crossfire for the week. A black on cedar automatic. It's nice to have an extended length comparison. Also, this X-fire has the same popping/stress creaking coming from the cargo area....worse actually.

So the friday I discovered all this crap was my birthday ( I was supposed to be in Mexico). I was ALREADY in a bad mood (very rare for me)before the visit to the dealership and was fit to be tied after. I had dinner plans with a couple of friends and really didn't want to go. I show up at their house and every one of my close friends come rushing out dressed as the most ridiculous superheroes! The house was decorated with cartoon captions and the cake was just flat out crazy. And all was right in the world.


Dallas


We'll see how it all turns out.