Patronize: verb: to treat condescendingly
I hate when I get so mad that the things I would like to say won't hit the tip of my tongue. The one thing that can get me to that point is to patronize me, "well, ma'am, you wouldn't want us to go in and replace a bunch of parts that we don't need to, do you, that would just cost you a lot of money". AARRGGGHHH!!!!
Today, I had planned to take my car to get all the little things that need to be done taken care of. Took it in to get the tires rotated. Took it in and got the oil changed. The last thing I needed to do was to take it to Larry Miller Jeep to get some warranty work done. My car has two issues. Number one: the seat belt won't engage - I put it in and it doesn't clasp, so I have to pull it out and do it again. Sometimes it does it that time, sometimes it doesn't. Number two: my car has had a problem starting. I can turn the key and it does nothing - doesn't click, doesn't turn over, it does absolutely nothing. The radio, the air condiioner, the rest of it works, but it doesn't turn on.
Well, I have an issue with Larry Miller Chrysler Jeep's Service Department already. Over a year ago, when KayeLynn took her car in (for like the fifth time for the same issue), I ended up in a conversation with a service department guy who called me "rude and uncool" because I objected to him interrupting me when I was explaining something to him. I sent a three-page letter to the general manager of the dealership and but, nobody cared. I vowed, they would never get me to buy another car from them as long as I lived (and I absolutely loved my sales guy and their sales manager). This is after between me and and the rest of my family we had purchased five cars there in two years. I walk into this place and my blood pressure rises and starts to boil a bit.
I drop the car off and go into wait. I instantly send Crystal and Ted a text about how I hate hate hate this place and that it pisses me off just being there. Obviously, I had set my own mood. Five minutes later, one of their guys comes in and tells me he cannot get either issue to recreate (obviously, I am making it all up, because it's what I love to do). He had tried both things at least 50 times!! They had not even taken my car out of the driveway!! Well, because I hate this place, I just told them to give me my keys. The guy says to me, how often does the seatbelt do this - to which I reply, "pretty much all the time". He then tells me to show him, which obviously it isn't going to do!!
I left there just boiling. I call Ted and he pisses me off even more by telling me I should call him, because he can't help me if I have left. I DON'T WANT YOUR FREAKING HELP!! I WANT PEOPLE TO JUST DO THEIR STUPID JOB!! OPEN THE HOOD!! LOOK AT SOMETHING!! So, I hang up with him (pretty much on him) and call Crystal. Now, Crystal is a smart girl, she just agrees with me and tells me they are stupid and lazy and they piss her off too!! I love my little girl!! While I am ranting and raving and she is agreeing with me, the other line rings. It's the dealership. They are calling at my husband's request to see why I'm upset!! OK, this did not go well, and they now think I am just an unreasonable, stupid woman and that is where the initial patronizing quote comes from!! After I hung up with(again more like hung up on) I called Ted back and used some very foul language and told him if he ever did that again, I would DIVORCE HIM (I feel really bad about that, I was extremely angry)!!
So, now I'm angry. The guy at the service department thinks my husband is married to a lunatic. My car is still not fixed. AND I STILL HATE LARRY MILLER CHRYSLER JEEP SERVICE DEPARTMENT!!!
I hate when I get so mad that the things I would like to say won't hit the tip of my tongue. The one thing that can get me to that point is to patronize me, "well, ma'am, you wouldn't want us to go in and replace a bunch of parts that we don't need to, do you, that would just cost you a lot of money". AARRGGGHHH!!!!
Today, I had planned to take my car to get all the little things that need to be done taken care of. Took it in to get the tires rotated. Took it in and got the oil changed. The last thing I needed to do was to take it to Larry Miller Jeep to get some warranty work done. My car has two issues. Number one: the seat belt won't engage - I put it in and it doesn't clasp, so I have to pull it out and do it again. Sometimes it does it that time, sometimes it doesn't. Number two: my car has had a problem starting. I can turn the key and it does nothing - doesn't click, doesn't turn over, it does absolutely nothing. The radio, the air condiioner, the rest of it works, but it doesn't turn on.
Well, I have an issue with Larry Miller Chrysler Jeep's Service Department already. Over a year ago, when KayeLynn took her car in (for like the fifth time for the same issue), I ended up in a conversation with a service department guy who called me "rude and uncool" because I objected to him interrupting me when I was explaining something to him. I sent a three-page letter to the general manager of the dealership and but, nobody cared. I vowed, they would never get me to buy another car from them as long as I lived (and I absolutely loved my sales guy and their sales manager). This is after between me and and the rest of my family we had purchased five cars there in two years. I walk into this place and my blood pressure rises and starts to boil a bit.
I drop the car off and go into wait. I instantly send Crystal and Ted a text about how I hate hate hate this place and that it pisses me off just being there. Obviously, I had set my own mood. Five minutes later, one of their guys comes in and tells me he cannot get either issue to recreate (obviously, I am making it all up, because it's what I love to do). He had tried both things at least 50 times!! They had not even taken my car out of the driveway!! Well, because I hate this place, I just told them to give me my keys. The guy says to me, how often does the seatbelt do this - to which I reply, "pretty much all the time". He then tells me to show him, which obviously it isn't going to do!!
I left there just boiling. I call Ted and he pisses me off even more by telling me I should call him, because he can't help me if I have left. I DON'T WANT YOUR FREAKING HELP!! I WANT PEOPLE TO JUST DO THEIR STUPID JOB!! OPEN THE HOOD!! LOOK AT SOMETHING!! So, I hang up with him (pretty much on him) and call Crystal. Now, Crystal is a smart girl, she just agrees with me and tells me they are stupid and lazy and they piss her off too!! I love my little girl!! While I am ranting and raving and she is agreeing with me, the other line rings. It's the dealership. They are calling at my husband's request to see why I'm upset!! OK, this did not go well, and they now think I am just an unreasonable, stupid woman and that is where the initial patronizing quote comes from!! After I hung up with(again more like hung up on) I called Ted back and used some very foul language and told him if he ever did that again, I would DIVORCE HIM (I feel really bad about that, I was extremely angry)!!
So, now I'm angry. The guy at the service department thinks my husband is married to a lunatic. My car is still not fixed. AND I STILL HATE LARRY MILLER CHRYSLER JEEP SERVICE DEPARTMENT!!!
A sick car is like a sick kid...it doesn't want to go to the doctor. :) j/k. I hope your vacation gets better.
ReplyDeleteI hate all car dealerships and their service departments. I hate driving into any of them for any reason. It all makes my blood boil.
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