|High standards, |
I am so tired of having other people wreck my shit. Every time I let someone have control over something important to me, they fuck it up in some way.
Order new tires for the C 63, Nitto Invo. Decide to buy local, and have them installed at a reputable shop. Install is on time and quick, but the fucking idiots scraped the edge of two rims while removing the wheels. How hard is it to NOT do this?
All they do is give me a name and number for their "wheel guy" to repair the wheels. So now, I have to take time out of my day, drop my car off, arrange travel, all so this guy can fuck something else up?
Angry Surefire is Angry.
The reward for hard work, is more hard work arcwelder76, 2013
|Not really from Vienna|
There's only one tire shop in Jerkwater. They've botched up so much of my stuff I drive 300 miles round trip to buy new tires. And I fix my own flats.
We have enough youth. What we need is a "Fountain of Smart".
|The Unmanned Writer|
No, they need to tell you when the replacement set of wheels comes in so they can swap over the tires.
Do they have a court system in Oh Canada which allows the consumer some recourse?
Sentiment without action is the ruin of the soul.
Help, I'm having premonitions of future flashbacks.
Only in an insane world are the sane considered insane.
Some people listen to the noise of the world,
And some people listen to the quiet.
|His Royal Hiney|
The one time my dealer messed up my wheel, they let me know before hand and they took care of the arrangements until I got my wheel back.
"It did not really matter what we expected from life, but rather what life expected from us. We needed to stop asking about the meaning of life, and instead to think of ourselves as those who were being questioned by life – daily and hourly. Our answer must consist not in talk and meditation, but in right action and in right conduct. Life ultimately means taking the responsibility to find the right answer to its problems and to fulfill the tasks which it constantly sets for each individual." Viktor Frankl, Man's Search for Meaning, 1946.
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