Story Time!!!
Alright so here is the car story/narrative/novel...
So lets start from the beginning, shall we? Its about 11 o clock on a thursday night, and a bunch of people went to Callie's house to watch a movie. So its 11 and I'm leaving to go home. I go down Kennesaw, stop, start up the hill and I see something brown in the middle of the road. I hit it, and yeah it was a huge fucking rock. (Stop laughing, it sucked, since I hit my head on the roof of the car and then hit it again on the wheel cause my car jumped so much) So I'm wondering how bad the damage is going to be when I get to the top of the hill and realize oh shit no brakes. Anyway I get home while screaming at my mother that I have no brakes... while she tells me that she's sure I have brakes (cause thats so relevant, since she is in the car and all) and I get home about 11:30 and I'm flipping out because who the fuck puts a rock in the middle of the road for kicks? And I'm flipping out because there is BRAKE FLUID all over the driveway.
Next day. Okay so dad is pissed, then gets over it surprisingly quickly... (I still don't know why, but its probably cause my dad is pretty cool about that kind of stuff since he didn't have to file insurance) Tow truck comes, hauls my car off, I'm still pissed off about: a)not having a car b)hitting the rock cause im an idiot, and c)the douschebag who put it there in the first place.
Five days later:
Body damage to the car. Body weld shot, hole in the floor, brake line crushed, fuel line crushed (which means my car could have exploded) and the entire alignment has to be fixed because my front end literally came off the ground and fell back down. Estimate: anywhere from 1500-1800 dollars of damage. (Shit)
Fast Forward to camp/hellish Michigan:
Call home: "Hey how is camp?" "Its not great." "Want a car update?" That's the beginning of just about every conversation now. So first car update: finally after three weeks the car is finished, it was fifteen hundred dollars worth of damage. Wonderful. But I'll have a car when I get home. Right.
Couple of days later (I can't keep track of time here)
Want a car update? The air conditioning intake in the back got hit too, they're going to order a part for it. Great. I can live without air conditioning though, if its too expensive.
Fast Forward to a few days ago:
Want a car update? Probably not. So the air conditioning intake part was supposed to be the left intake. On the package it even says left intake. But its a right intake. Great. They're ordering another one.
Next day:
I don't want to know. Just don't tell me. So dad goes to the body shop. "The part is being shipped." Really, well could we get a tracking number? "That's unnecessary." Just do it. So its not being shipped. The warehouse didn't have the part. "We'll order another one." So the guy continues to be high and mighty with my dad. Which is a mistake a) because dad might actually kill him, and b)my dad knows the system better than this guy does.
(Background info on my dad: he has been dealing with car dealerships and car loans for the past twenty years.)
Yesterday:
So dad goes to the Acura dealership, talks to the guy, gets him to order another part. The guys think that maybe if they buy a right intake valve then they will actually get a left one... Brilliant. So dad gets fed up with them and talks to the guy who owns the dealership since he knows him, and the repair people are pissing themselves. Dealer doesn't do anything about it, so dad calls the Headquearters of Acura, directly, and files a formal complaint IN THE DEALERSHIP with customers everywhere... funny as hell. Tells them that if they don't have a solution by tomorrow, then he will pay for the damage and let them write him a check for the car and he'll go buy a new NON acura car.
Today:
Dad walks into the body shop, the guy who is usually there has the day off, some newbie is talking on the phone about how much of a jackass my dad is. Repair guy hangs up the phone, dad sticks out his hand: "hi. I'm the jackass."
Car won't be fixed for another six weeks, I have no air conditioning.
The saga continues...
So lets start from the beginning, shall we? Its about 11 o clock on a thursday night, and a bunch of people went to Callie's house to watch a movie. So its 11 and I'm leaving to go home. I go down Kennesaw, stop, start up the hill and I see something brown in the middle of the road. I hit it, and yeah it was a huge fucking rock. (Stop laughing, it sucked, since I hit my head on the roof of the car and then hit it again on the wheel cause my car jumped so much) So I'm wondering how bad the damage is going to be when I get to the top of the hill and realize oh shit no brakes. Anyway I get home while screaming at my mother that I have no brakes... while she tells me that she's sure I have brakes (cause thats so relevant, since she is in the car and all) and I get home about 11:30 and I'm flipping out because who the fuck puts a rock in the middle of the road for kicks? And I'm flipping out because there is BRAKE FLUID all over the driveway.
Next day. Okay so dad is pissed, then gets over it surprisingly quickly... (I still don't know why, but its probably cause my dad is pretty cool about that kind of stuff since he didn't have to file insurance) Tow truck comes, hauls my car off, I'm still pissed off about: a)not having a car b)hitting the rock cause im an idiot, and c)the douschebag who put it there in the first place.
Five days later:
Body damage to the car. Body weld shot, hole in the floor, brake line crushed, fuel line crushed (which means my car could have exploded) and the entire alignment has to be fixed because my front end literally came off the ground and fell back down. Estimate: anywhere from 1500-1800 dollars of damage. (Shit)
Fast Forward to camp/hellish Michigan:
Call home: "Hey how is camp?" "Its not great." "Want a car update?" That's the beginning of just about every conversation now. So first car update: finally after three weeks the car is finished, it was fifteen hundred dollars worth of damage. Wonderful. But I'll have a car when I get home. Right.
Couple of days later (I can't keep track of time here)
Want a car update? The air conditioning intake in the back got hit too, they're going to order a part for it. Great. I can live without air conditioning though, if its too expensive.
Fast Forward to a few days ago:
Want a car update? Probably not. So the air conditioning intake part was supposed to be the left intake. On the package it even says left intake. But its a right intake. Great. They're ordering another one.
Next day:
I don't want to know. Just don't tell me. So dad goes to the body shop. "The part is being shipped." Really, well could we get a tracking number? "That's unnecessary." Just do it. So its not being shipped. The warehouse didn't have the part. "We'll order another one." So the guy continues to be high and mighty with my dad. Which is a mistake a) because dad might actually kill him, and b)my dad knows the system better than this guy does.
(Background info on my dad: he has been dealing with car dealerships and car loans for the past twenty years.)
Yesterday:
So dad goes to the Acura dealership, talks to the guy, gets him to order another part. The guys think that maybe if they buy a right intake valve then they will actually get a left one... Brilliant. So dad gets fed up with them and talks to the guy who owns the dealership since he knows him, and the repair people are pissing themselves. Dealer doesn't do anything about it, so dad calls the Headquearters of Acura, directly, and files a formal complaint IN THE DEALERSHIP with customers everywhere... funny as hell. Tells them that if they don't have a solution by tomorrow, then he will pay for the damage and let them write him a check for the car and he'll go buy a new NON acura car.
Today:
Dad walks into the body shop, the guy who is usually there has the day off, some newbie is talking on the phone about how much of a jackass my dad is. Repair guy hangs up the phone, dad sticks out his hand: "hi. I'm the jackass."
Car won't be fixed for another six weeks, I have no air conditioning.
The saga continues...