This morning on the way to work I moved a piece of paper containing directions off of my dashboard and discovered that underneath my odometer, my beloved Saturn was trying to give me a message. The message was short, but sweet (just like me) and said “Change Oil”. Well. That was a pretty clear directive. And I wondered why my car had been dinging at me since yesterday.
I lost no time in calling the service center to make an appointment for today. Here’s how the call went.
Service Guy: “Hi, my name is blah blah (he kind of mumbled this part). How can I help you?”
Me: “Hi, my name is Amy. I need to schedule an oil change.”
Service Guy: “Okay. Well, it looks like we’re all booked up for today. It’ll have to be tomorrow.” He proceeds to list all the available times.
Me: “Well, I’d really like to bring it in today. Is there no availability at all? I can be flexible on the time.”
Service Guy: “Oh. Well, would you like to bring it in in the morning or the afternoon? I have openings at 9, 10, 10:15, 10:45, 3:00, 3:30, 3:45…”
[Hmmm. No availability today, eh? I think someone’s being a bit lazy…]
Me: “I’ll bring it in at 3:45.”
Service Guy: “Sure. We have a semi-synthetic oil change with afdsl;jka afjk;asfj jfasdfks;j dfawofeksa (this is what it sounded like to me) for $24.99. Do you want that?”
Me: “Um. I don’t know (the semi-synthetic thing was kind of throwing me off). If you put that in my car will it continue to run and will the “Change Oil” message turn off? That’s really all I need.”
Service Guy: [long pause] “Yes, ma’am. This is what most people get.”
Me: “Great! Let’s do that, then.”
You’ll be happy to know that the oil in my car did get changed but you probably won’t be surprised to learn that they “found” lots of things that could spiff up my car. Yeah, they saw me coming from a mile away.