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Car saga

I posted yesterday about collecting my new car and the wall of idiots I had to go through to do so. I said that once I'd jumped through all the hoops, all should be well for the collection barring: "breakdowns on the way, floods, wildfires or nuclear war"

The Jannie commented: "or more idiots . . ."

So who was right? Well we both were in a way

The idiot who sold me the car and agreed I could pick it up at six in the evening, cancelled that arrangement as, "Something had come up". Due to having only a one day insurance policy, I insisted that changing the agreement at that point was not possible. He agreed to drive it to where I work at lunch time and I gave him a lift back. Problem solved

Or was it?

I took my old car home and Mrs Bucko brought me back to work and dropped me off to pick up the new one. But the idiot who sold me the car had not left enough petrol in it to get it off the car park. I wish it had run out while he was still driving it, so he would have to deal with it, but no, it became my problem. So close

I had to go to the local Tesco petrol station, buy a can and then do the walk of shame back to my works carrying a green petrol can

Then I flattened the battery trying to start it while the fuel was bleeding through. I rang the Mrs to see if she could scrounge up a set of jump leads and come back for me (Note to self: I really need to buy a set of jump leads)

Working on the off chance that she would be unsuccessful, I then rang the RAC. I though I would get that in early as it takes them an age to turn up. I was astounded to find out that "because of Covid", you can no longer report a breakdown over the phone. You have to go online or use the app

That has to be the most ridiculous response to Covid I have encountered so far. How are you going to spread Covid with a phone call? Blithering idiots. I don't have free data and stuff and the Wi-Fi at work does not extent to the carpark, so I had to switch on my mobile data to report my breakdown. It's a good job it was a simple battery issue, as their options online were very basic and I wouldn't have been able to describe a complex issue

Having said that, the last time we used them, Mrs Bucko snapped the lateral suspension arm and the car was seized where it was. We explained that the car could not be rolled onto a truck bed and a skate was required. The mechanic turned up and hour later without a skate, as he hadn't been told, so we had to wait another hour while someone else came out to us with one. So even if you are able to explain a complex problem, the operators are too stupid to understand

Anyhoo, I managed to get the car going on my own after sorting all that, so I messaged the Mrs to meet me at the petrol station to make sure I could get it going again after filling up

The petrol station was really busy for that time in the evening, like there was another scare on or something, but I picked a lane and waited my turn. It doesn't matter where I queue, supermarkets, banks, petrol stations etc, I always end up stuck behind a fuckwit. This time it was a guy who couldn't operate the pump and had to get assistance from inside. The rest of the people queueing had all gone and been replaced by the time I got to the pump. Fortunately the car started once I'd filled up

Because of the bollocks RAC reporting online jobby, I couldn't get back in touch with them to tell them I didn't need them any more. Fortunately for them, the  technician phoned me while I was queueing for petrol

So I got the car home and it started first time when I set off for work this morning. And It actually seems like quite a decent car

So despite the never ending procession of idiots, all's well that ends well. Hopefully no more car stories for a while

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The Jannie said...