"Sir, your car is at the collision center"
How does taking the X-fire in for the wind noise TSB and a popping sound from a trim peice lead to the collision center you ask? Well, me too!
So I take the car in for the wind noise and I think a trim peice in the cargo area is loose and popping. After having the car for three days I decide I need to make an appearence at the service center.
I arrive but my advisor is gone. After asking around I discover my car is at the collision center!
Wiggin' out I head over to the body shop. And ask to see my car only to be told it's "probably already in the paint booth." WHAT?!
We find it to discover my X-fire in peices! All the cargo trim panels are gone. The fuel door is gone. I could see thru the fuel door opening straight thru to the other side of the cargo area. The car is taped up being prepped for paint. WTF?! What is going on?
The body guy tells me that the popping/creaking is from where three peices of the body shell needed additional "crimping" because the join is weak. The paint is for the door jam around the strike plate where they had to do some work.
I still don't have the car back AND have NOT been called by my service advisor. She called the first two days saying that they were still looking for the problem, but she never told me about taking it to the bodyshop (this was Friday) and she STILL hasn't called me.
I don't know if I should be pissed that all this was done without notification or pleased that atleast they are going to extremes to fix the problem.
All I know is that I'm about to loose my mind with all the hassels in my life right now and seeing the car torn apart ...well....I almost lost my ****.
Mama needs her medicine.
Dallas
So I take the car in for the wind noise and I think a trim peice in the cargo area is loose and popping. After having the car for three days I decide I need to make an appearence at the service center.
I arrive but my advisor is gone. After asking around I discover my car is at the collision center!
Wiggin' out I head over to the body shop. And ask to see my car only to be told it's "probably already in the paint booth." WHAT?!
We find it to discover my X-fire in peices! All the cargo trim panels are gone. The fuel door is gone. I could see thru the fuel door opening straight thru to the other side of the cargo area. The car is taped up being prepped for paint. WTF?! What is going on?
The body guy tells me that the popping/creaking is from where three peices of the body shell needed additional "crimping" because the join is weak. The paint is for the door jam around the strike plate where they had to do some work.
I still don't have the car back AND have NOT been called by my service advisor. She called the first two days saying that they were still looking for the problem, but she never told me about taking it to the bodyshop (this was Friday) and she STILL hasn't called me.
I don't know if I should be pissed that all this was done without notification or pleased that atleast they are going to extremes to fix the problem.
All I know is that I'm about to loose my mind with all the hassels in my life right now and seeing the car torn apart ...well....I almost lost my ****.
Mama needs her medicine.
Dallas
:shock: OMG - I would be in shock. We had to take our car in for a problem only to return to see the whole inside taken out!!! It was like seeing your child in the hospital ... :shock: Probably for those of you who do a lot of customizing to your cars, you would not feel the same way because you are used to seeing parts pulled off of it. But for me - and, I'm sure, others - it is a ghastly sight :!:
Now that they have done all that - I sure hope they can put it back to the original state minus the noises.
Good Luck Wonder :!: Keep us updated.
Now that they have done all that - I sure hope they can put it back to the original state minus the noises.
Good Luck Wonder :!: Keep us updated.
The only question I have for you is this....
Get a nice rental Car ??? Enjoy it! Use it ! Have fun with it! Smile! and be PLEASED! No doubt about it! Be Very Pleased.
They are solving your problem. Not every problem is a 5-minute fix! At least you have the dealer that is willing to actually get to the root and fix it and make it right! .... Remember Bobby!
Perhaps I am somewhat 'numb' to seeing cars in pieces.. been there, done that, still doing it... but trust is an essential part of any relationship, including one with your shop!
Relax... and enjoy! And start thinking of all the ways you're going to describe your new noise-free ride!
(Still haven't gotten my new one yet though! WIll be a coupla weeks.. but it's coming!)
Get a nice rental Car ??? Enjoy it! Use it ! Have fun with it! Smile! and be PLEASED! No doubt about it! Be Very Pleased.
They are solving your problem. Not every problem is a 5-minute fix! At least you have the dealer that is willing to actually get to the root and fix it and make it right! .... Remember Bobby!
Perhaps I am somewhat 'numb' to seeing cars in pieces.. been there, done that, still doing it... but trust is an essential part of any relationship, including one with your shop!
Relax... and enjoy! And start thinking of all the ways you're going to describe your new noise-free ride!
(Still haven't gotten my new one yet though! WIll be a coupla weeks.. but it's coming!)
I am sorry but they maybe fixing the problem but that is horrendous customer service! I would be all over the service manager over that. I am sick and tired of **** poor customer relations. How hard is it to pick up the phone? :x
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The whole fact that they didn't tell you seems a little bit fishy... I wouldn't put it past some dealerships to damage the car, and repair it like nothing ever happened. If they had called you to tell you I would have believed their story, but I dunno...
Originally Posted by mightyjlr
The whole fact that they didn't tell you seems a little bit fishy... I wouldn't put it past some dealerships to damage the car, and repair it like nothing ever happened. If they had called you to tell you I would have believed their story, but I dunno...
Damn, I'm feeling older and older every day. I remember when they called 'em body shops. I'm gonna drown my sorrows by going to the bowling alley, throwing a few gutter ***** and drinking a few beers. Ooops, make that bowling center, channel shots and malt beverages.
Originally Posted by krusty_the_klown
Originally Posted by mightyjlr
The whole fact that they didn't tell you seems a little bit fishy... I wouldn't put it past some dealerships to damage the car, and repair it like nothing ever happened. If they had called you to tell you I would have believed their story, but I dunno...
Are we witnessing the coining of a new word, to "bobby"?
Someone call Websters, and get Bobby back here, they will need to know which B is silent.
Bobby (\Bob"by\)
v. Bobbied, Bobbying, Bobbies
1) To damage property of another and then denigh blame.
2) To joy-ride until broken
Example: Call a bobby, someone just bobbied bobbies baby!
[/i]
Someone call Websters, and get Bobby back here, they will need to know which B is silent.
Bobby (\Bob"by\)
v. Bobbied, Bobbying, Bobbies
1) To damage property of another and then denigh blame.
2) To joy-ride until broken
Example: Call a bobby, someone just bobbied bobbies baby!
[/i]
OK, I have to add this one:
To be bobbified - to have your car beat up by the dealer....
And one more thing: I was under the impression that Wonderdallas was female, so shouldn't she have been pissed for being called "sir"?
Or did I miss something in one of the zillion postings. If so, I apologize in advance!
To be bobbified - to have your car beat up by the dealer....
And one more thing: I was under the impression that Wonderdallas was female, so shouldn't she have been pissed for being called "sir"?
Or did I miss something in one of the zillion postings. If so, I apologize in advance!
Originally Posted by jsisabella
......And one more thing: I was under the impression that Wonderdallas was female, so shouldn't she have been pissed for being called "sir"? Or did I miss something in one of the zillion postings. If so, I apologize in advance!
This is him in the center I believe http://groups.msn.com/wonderdallas/s...oto&PhotoID=11
I was checking out his art he made on his web page linked from his profile. Pretty cool graphics, I wish I had an animated photo of me and my wife in that quality 8) Here is an example of what Im talking about : http://groups.msn.com/wonderdallas/s...hoto&PhotoID=5 Good stuff, huh?
Maybe you can ask your dealership a pain and suffering consolation such as:
1.Free Illuminated Sill Plates
2. Free Cell Phone Holder
3. Free Slushed Carpets
3. All Mopar goodies........... :lol:
1.Free Illuminated Sill Plates
2. Free Cell Phone Holder
3. Free Slushed Carpets
3. All Mopar goodies........... :lol:
Well, the repairs were being done to the door jam around the strikeplate.... actually mostly on the backside of the door jam. So I don't think it was wrecked or damaged. But I too am alittle wary of the dealership's lack of communication. We'll see what happens tomorrow.
Just to clarify, I am a man. Wonder Woman is my avatar because I use the same handle at all my messageboard sites and the Wonder Woman DC Comics site was my first. Plus I'm an illustrator and Wonder Woman is a slight obsession for me. See my website.
I am gay and Southern, so I've often been known to throw around local "sayings" and "Mama needs her pills...medicine..etc" is just a joke about having reached the end of my rope. Sorry for the confusion.
Dallas
Just to clarify, I am a man. Wonder Woman is my avatar because I use the same handle at all my messageboard sites and the Wonder Woman DC Comics site was my first. Plus I'm an illustrator and Wonder Woman is a slight obsession for me. See my website.
I am gay and Southern, so I've often been known to throw around local "sayings" and "Mama needs her pills...medicine..etc" is just a joke about having reached the end of my rope. Sorry for the confusion.
Dallas
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 effeminate men
prancing about redecorating houses and talking about foreign concepts like
"style" and "fen shui". Heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, trans-sexual,
metrosexual, non-sexual; blue, green, and purple-sexual - bogus definitions
have taken over the urban and suburban world!
>
> Real men of the world, stand up, scratch your butt, belch, and yell
"ENOUGH!" I hereby announce the start of a new offensive in the culture
wars, the Retrosexual movement.
>
> The Code :
>
> A Retrosexual, no matter what the woman insists, PAYS FOR THE DATE.
>
> A Retrosexual opens doors for a lady. Even for the ones that fit that term
only because they are female.
>
> A Retrosexual DEALS with IT. Be it a flat tire, break-in into your home,
or a natural disaster, you DEAL WITH IT.
>
> A Retrosexual not only eats red meat, he often kills it himself.
>
> A Retrosexual doesn't worry about living to be 90. It's not how long you
live, but how well. If you're 90 years old and still smoking cigars and
drinking, I salute you.
>
> A Retrosexual does not use more hair or skin products than a woman. Women
have several supermarket aisles of stuff. Retrosexuals need an endcap
(possibly 2 endcaps if you include shaving goods.)
>
> A Retrosexual does not dress in clothes from Hot Topic when he's 30 years
old.
>
> A Retrosexual should know how to properly kill stuff (or people) if need
be. This falls under the "Dealing with IT" portion of The Code.
>
> A Retrosexual watches no TV show with "Queer" in the title.
>
> A Retrosexual does not let neighbors screw up rooms in his house on
national TV.
>
> A Retrosexual is allowed to seek professional help for major mental stress
such as drug/alcohol addiction, death of your entire family in a freak
treechipper accident, favorite sports team being moved to a different city,
favorite bird dog expiring, etc. You are NOT allowed to see a shrink because
Daddy didn't pay you enough attention. Daddy was busy DEALING WITH IT. When
you screwed up, he DEALT with you.
>
> A Retrosexual will have at least one outfit in his wardrobe designed to
conceal himself from prey.
>
> A Retrosexual knows how to tie a Windsor knot when wearing a tie - and
ONLY a Windsor knot.
>
> A Retrosexual should have at least one good wound he can brag about
getting.
>
> A Retrosexual knows how to use a basic set of tools. If you can't hammer a
nail, or drill a straight hole, practice in secret until you can - or be
rightfully ridiculed for the wuss you be.
>
> A Retrosexual knows that owning a gun is not a sign that you are riddled
with fear, guns are TOOLS and are often essential to DEAL WITH IT. Plus it's
just plain fun to shoot.
>
> Crying. There are very few reasons that a retrosexaul may cry, and none of
them have to do with TV commercials, movies, or soap operas. Sports teams
are sometimes a reason to cry, but the preferred method of release is
swearing or throwing the remote control. Some reasons a retrosexual can cry
include (but are not limited to) death of a loved one, death of a pet ( fish
do NOT count as pets in this case), loss of a major body part.
>
> A retrosexual man's favorite movie isn't "Maid in Manhattan" (unless that
refers to some foxy french maid sitting in a huge tub of brandy or whiskey),
or "Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. Acceptable ones may include any
of the Dirty Harry or Nameless Drifter movies (Clint in his better days),
Rambo I or II, the Dirty Dozen, The Godfather trilogy, Scarface, The Road
Warrior, The Die Hard series, Caddyshack, Rocky I, II, or III, Full Metal
Jacket, any James Bond Movie, Raging Bull, Bullitt, any Bruce Lee movie,
Apocalypse Now, Goodfellas, Reservior Dogs, Fight Club,etc .>
>
> When a retrosexual is on a crowded bus and or a commuter train, and a
pregnant woman, hell, any woman gets on, that retrosexual stands up and
offers his seat to that woman, then looks around at the other so called men
still in their seats with a disgusted "you punks" look on his face.
>
> A retrosexual knows how to say the Pledge properly, and with the correct
emphasis and pronunciation. He also knows the words to the Star Spangled
Banner.
>
> A retrosexual will have hobbies and habits his wife and mother do not
understand, but that are essential to his manliness, in that they offset the
acceptable manliness decline he suffers when married/engaged in a serious
healthy relationship - I.E. hunting, boxing, shot putting, shooting, cigars,
car maintenance.
>
> A retrosexual knows how to sharpen his own knives and kitchen utensils.
>
> A Retrosexual man can drive in snow (hell, a blizzard) without sliding all
over or driving under 20mph, without anxiety, and without high-centering his
ride on a plow berm.
>
> A retrosexual man can chop down a tree and make it land where he wants.
Wherever it lands is where he damn well wanted it to land.
>
> A retrosexual will give up his seat on a bus to not only any women but any
elderly person or person in military dress (except officers above 2nd Lt.)
NOTE: The person in military dress may turn down the offer but the
retrosexual man will ALWAYS make the offer to them and thank them for
serving their country.
>
> A retrosexual man doesn't need a contract, a handshake is good enough. He
will always stand by his word even if circumstances change or the other
person deceived him.
>
> A retrosexual man doesn't immediately look to sue someone when he does
something stupid and hurts himself. We understand that sometimes in the
process of doing things we get hurt and we just DEAL WITH IT.
more. Every time my TV is on, all that can be seen is effeminate men
prancing about redecorating houses and talking about foreign concepts like
"style" and "fen shui". Heterosexual, homosexual, bisexual, trans-sexual,
metrosexual, non-sexual; blue, green, and purple-sexual - bogus definitions
have taken over the urban and suburban world!
>
> Real men of the world, stand up, scratch your butt, belch, and yell
"ENOUGH!" I hereby announce the start of a new offensive in the culture
wars, the Retrosexual movement.
>
> The Code :
>
> A Retrosexual, no matter what the woman insists, PAYS FOR THE DATE.
>
> A Retrosexual opens doors for a lady. Even for the ones that fit that term
only because they are female.
>
> A Retrosexual DEALS with IT. Be it a flat tire, break-in into your home,
or a natural disaster, you DEAL WITH IT.
>
> A Retrosexual not only eats red meat, he often kills it himself.
>
> A Retrosexual doesn't worry about living to be 90. It's not how long you
live, but how well. If you're 90 years old and still smoking cigars and
drinking, I salute you.
>
> A Retrosexual does not use more hair or skin products than a woman. Women
have several supermarket aisles of stuff. Retrosexuals need an endcap
(possibly 2 endcaps if you include shaving goods.)
>
> A Retrosexual does not dress in clothes from Hot Topic when he's 30 years
old.
>
> A Retrosexual should know how to properly kill stuff (or people) if need
be. This falls under the "Dealing with IT" portion of The Code.
>
> A Retrosexual watches no TV show with "Queer" in the title.
>
> A Retrosexual does not let neighbors screw up rooms in his house on
national TV.
>
> A Retrosexual is allowed to seek professional help for major mental stress
such as drug/alcohol addiction, death of your entire family in a freak
treechipper accident, favorite sports team being moved to a different city,
favorite bird dog expiring, etc. You are NOT allowed to see a shrink because
Daddy didn't pay you enough attention. Daddy was busy DEALING WITH IT. When
you screwed up, he DEALT with you.
>
> A Retrosexual will have at least one outfit in his wardrobe designed to
conceal himself from prey.
>
> A Retrosexual knows how to tie a Windsor knot when wearing a tie - and
ONLY a Windsor knot.
>
> A Retrosexual should have at least one good wound he can brag about
getting.
>
> A Retrosexual knows how to use a basic set of tools. If you can't hammer a
nail, or drill a straight hole, practice in secret until you can - or be
rightfully ridiculed for the wuss you be.
>
> A Retrosexual knows that owning a gun is not a sign that you are riddled
with fear, guns are TOOLS and are often essential to DEAL WITH IT. Plus it's
just plain fun to shoot.
>
> Crying. There are very few reasons that a retrosexaul may cry, and none of
them have to do with TV commercials, movies, or soap operas. Sports teams
are sometimes a reason to cry, but the preferred method of release is
swearing or throwing the remote control. Some reasons a retrosexual can cry
include (but are not limited to) death of a loved one, death of a pet ( fish
do NOT count as pets in this case), loss of a major body part.
>
> A retrosexual man's favorite movie isn't "Maid in Manhattan" (unless that
refers to some foxy french maid sitting in a huge tub of brandy or whiskey),
or "Divine Secrets of the Ya-Ya Sisterhood. Acceptable ones may include any
of the Dirty Harry or Nameless Drifter movies (Clint in his better days),
Rambo I or II, the Dirty Dozen, The Godfather trilogy, Scarface, The Road
Warrior, The Die Hard series, Caddyshack, Rocky I, II, or III, Full Metal
Jacket, any James Bond Movie, Raging Bull, Bullitt, any Bruce Lee movie,
Apocalypse Now, Goodfellas, Reservior Dogs, Fight Club,etc .>
>
> When a retrosexual is on a crowded bus and or a commuter train, and a
pregnant woman, hell, any woman gets on, that retrosexual stands up and
offers his seat to that woman, then looks around at the other so called men
still in their seats with a disgusted "you punks" look on his face.
>
> A retrosexual knows how to say the Pledge properly, and with the correct
emphasis and pronunciation. He also knows the words to the Star Spangled
Banner.
>
> A retrosexual will have hobbies and habits his wife and mother do not
understand, but that are essential to his manliness, in that they offset the
acceptable manliness decline he suffers when married/engaged in a serious
healthy relationship - I.E. hunting, boxing, shot putting, shooting, cigars,
car maintenance.
>
> A retrosexual knows how to sharpen his own knives and kitchen utensils.
>
> A Retrosexual man can drive in snow (hell, a blizzard) without sliding all
over or driving under 20mph, without anxiety, and without high-centering his
ride on a plow berm.
>
> A retrosexual man can chop down a tree and make it land where he wants.
Wherever it lands is where he damn well wanted it to land.
>
> A retrosexual will give up his seat on a bus to not only any women but any
elderly person or person in military dress (except officers above 2nd Lt.)
NOTE: The person in military dress may turn down the offer but the
retrosexual man will ALWAYS make the offer to them and thank them for
serving their country.
>
> A retrosexual man doesn't need a contract, a handshake is good enough. He
will always stand by his word even if circumstances change or the other
person deceived him.
>
> A retrosexual man doesn't immediately look to sue someone when he does
something stupid and hurts himself. We understand that sometimes in the
process of doing things we get hurt and we just DEAL WITH IT.
Originally Posted by jsisabella
I think I have just been insulted.......
But I am not sure!
:lol:
But I am not sure!
:lol:
Damn, I am putting this on the wall at work.
You forgot to add that" retrosexual man does not eat keesh or in any restaurant that does not offer man portions.
And if his women turns him down for sex he is fully allowed to seek his needs eleswhere as a retrosexual man shall not be denied."
You forgot to add that" retrosexual man does not eat keesh or in any restaurant that does not offer man portions.
And if his women turns him down for sex he is fully allowed to seek his needs eleswhere as a retrosexual man shall not be denied."
Originally Posted by r.robertson
You forgot to add that" retrosexual man does not eat keesh or in any restaurant that does not offer man portions.


