Monday, November 08, 2004

Whatever

Apparently the second shop we took the Camaro to isn't any better than the first one. Day two of it being there (since Thursday night) and not one fucking word. I called there at 10 after 11 this morning and talked to the helper guy; he said Brian was talking to a customer and that he'd tell him I called. Four hours later still no word on the car. What the fuck? The goddamn 30-day tag expires Thursday and I seriously doubt we'll even have the car back by then. This is ridiculous. We're guessing it's a half hour timing job that we'd have done ourselves if we had a timing light. I told the guy that when I called this morning. What's the fucking holdup?

That is all.