Thursday, 10 July 2008

Was it worth it? You decide...

So where was I? Oh yes, the last phone call Sunday evening. Well, as you can guess, he decided it was damaged during removal from the paint room Sunday afternoon, and was not going to be fitted. New arrangements had to be made and Him mistakenly thought the car was going to the repairer Monday morning.

Well, when the guy finally phoned back Monday morning, he was told that luckily the car wasn't going in and could be done at our place Monday evening. No worries, we will be there at 5.00pm. Naturally, 5.00pm came and went. Him went out and turned the car around, set up the lights in the carport again....and waited....

The guy finally phoned to say something had come up and they would be there Tuesday 5.00pm. I was slightly late home from work Tuesday evening, and got into trouble because Him was assured that they would be there at 5.00pm on the dot. This time.

So, he turned the car around, set the lights up again...and waited.... By half past five the fellow phoned to say his daughter had broken down and he was going to help her. No offense, says Him, but I don't care about your daughter's car, I was first. We have been waiting so long blah blah blah...

Then, we waited again. Now, Him was quite upset, and we actually had a fight about it because I told him to just demand the boot replaced and our money refunded. He yelled that the guy refused his request already to have the boot replaced. That won't happen he said. Well, I don't know. He was almost in tears he was so frustrated. He just doesn't trust anything that is told to him any more.

Finally the phone rang at 9.30pm. "Sorry, mate, it's a bit late now..." We had just crawled into bed and were watching tv...."Why?" says Him, "I'm still up". The guy umm'd and ahhh'd but Him just put me on the phone to make an appointment for Wednesday (yesterday). They were to come before I went to work, so I was guessing about 7.45am.

At 8.00am I get the phone call. We're running late, what time will you be at work? A time was set for 9.15am SHARP. We will be there - we're just picking up the young fellow now. Well, at 10.00 I phoned them. Isn't he there? He should be there any minute...

Meanwhile, I am getting deep into the end of month stuff, and the accountant is here going through some stuff with me. At about 10.40 am there is a knock on the door. He is here. Luckily, my boss is very understanding and knows what these people have put us through, and sent me down to tend to him.

I had to open the big gate so he could get his car in behind me, and left him to it. When I was in the middle of another discussion with the accountant, he knocks again. He is finished and ready to go. After inspecting the job I point out that is it again off centre, and needs to be redone. So he turns off the car and gets his stuff out again and this time I wait while he adjusts it. It is still a fraction out but hey, I am over it.

So, you tell me, what do you think? Was it worth it? Him thinks so and lets face it, that's what really matters...

5 comments:

SOL's view said...

persistence pays off. looks good. i would have given up on it long ago....

Froggy said...

me too but we had already paid...

Anonymous said...

oh wow, it really does look fantastic!! shame he caused so much turmoil. what a prick!! he deserves a swift kick up the touche grrrrrr..... and the fact that he didnt seem to give a damn. grrrrrrr.....

Miss LJ said...

Looks good matey! Not sure I would have persisted though - but good on you for toughing it out.

I really like the look of your 380. THe tinted windows, sunroof, mags, and now the spoiler makes for a gerat looking car!!

Enjoy taking it out for a spin this weekend!

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