Originally posted by Loco Honkey@Aug 8 2003, 03:49 PM
All right man, you wanna know what pisses me off? I'll fucking tell you.
These stupid fucking customers that come in with bullshit phantom complaints. Example today: Dumb cunt bring her Grand Cherokee in because 1) She left the ebrake on and drove around, 2) she sometimes forgets to put it all the way into park and relies on the ebrake to keep the thing from moving, and 3) because of #1 and because she can't pull hard enough on the ebrake, she's afraid that #2 will not work.
So I go out to the fucking thing and the ebrake holds the Jeep in gear fine. I even give it a little gas. No problem. I tell the service writer that she just needs to use common sense and make sure it's in "P" when she gets out and to pull just a little bit harder on the handle. He goes and explains this to the customer and she insists it's fucking busted. I tell the service writer that I can fix cars but I can't fix stupidity.
Same service writer... I'm paid flat rate. Meaning, my time is worth $18/ hr. Every second that I'm sitting and waiting on shit, I'm losing money. This fucking retard fuckhole service writer is constantly forgetting to call customers to check if a $200 repair is in their budget, to put work orders in my slot, and on top of that, the should-have-been abortion doesn't know a fucking thing about cars. He couldn't check his oil if is waste of a life depended on it! We get shit in all the time that says, "car rattles." as the complaint. Well, fucking A! Where the fuck does it rattle? Under what conditions? Jesus H fucking christ, I almost killed the motherfucker today. I had to go out and beat a basket ball- sized dent in the dumpster with my 3lb. hammer to keep from ripping off his fucking head and shitting down his neck.
So, that's what's pissing me off. Right now, I'd seriously like to destroy something. It's hard to resist. It's a good thing I'm leaving in a month (or sooner) or I'd probably split his fucking nuts from his head to the back of his ass.