Annoyed

So, I had an appointment today at 12:30 to bring my lovely Francis Ford Focus into the dealer. You see, Steve & I noticed a “creaky” ness this weekend coming from the front driver’s side wheel. Since my warranty expires in a month and 2,000 miles, I decided I should get it right in. I called yesterday and set up the time today. I told them it would have to be on my lunch hour and I could either wait for it if they could figure out the problem that fast, or I’d need a ride back to work. No problem.

<>I went up there, checked in and the guy said that I could hang around til 1:15 or so to see if they found anything and at that point have the shuttle take me back to work…or I could take the shuttle now (the shuttle consists of a very very old man and a mini-van). I said I’d wait til 1:15 in hopes of them being able to tell me what is wrong with poor Francis. <>

No word but a greasy sausage/egg/cheese sandwich later (they have the only “restaurant” [loose terminology]) inside a Ford dealership in the state – whooo) the service guy came to tell me that they “still haven’t found anything yet.” Okay, no big deal…me and the old guy hopped in the “shuttle” and I went back to work. On the drive around the dealership I noticed my car sitting off to the side. Outside. Not. In. The. Garage. Hmmmmm….that’s curious. <>
I don’t think they have even started looking at my car…which makes me oh so happy. I’m also happy that I wasted my lunch hour at the dealership when I could’ve been sitting in the sun (yeah, it’s sunny!) on the canal while reading my book. Hmph. <>
They will not be getting “all excellents” on their service report card this time. Naturally I will ask them if the car had been sitting outside the whole time and I’m hoping they didn’t lie to me because that is very very annoying.

Grrrr.