Joshua Gizelt (swashbuckler332) wrote,
Joshua Gizelt
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Sons Of Bitches

I took my car back to the dealer I bought it from today to take advantage of the warranty to fix the squealing brakes and burned-out headlamp.

I had not heard from them by 3:30, so I began calling the dealer, who informed me that I would be called when the car was ready.

At 5:25 (five minutes before the service station closed), I received a telephone call from the dealer informing me that Firestone, who was performing the service, would not be able to complete it today.

This was unacceptable, as I have work tomorrow, and I require the car to go home tonight. I insisted that I get the car back, and the dealer eventually capitulated. I went to pick up the car only to find that it probably had not been touched at all. The brakes still squealed on the way home, and the headlamp was still out.

I called the dealer and asked if it were possible for me to go to another service station, have the repairs done by competent mechanics, and then to present the bill for the work to them for reimbursement. This was not their policy.

I suppose that I shouldn't be surprised by this, but I have been going to a fairly reliable mechanic up until now. I am now at the mercy of whomever is given the job by the dealer... at least until the warranty is up, in a year.

The dealer was Saturn, by the way, in case you were thinking about doing business with these two-faced scum-sucking bastards. They're ugly, and their mother dresses them funny.


Well when you're sitting there in your silk upholstered chair
Talkin' to some rich folk that you know
Well I hope you won't see me in my ragged company
Well, you know I could never be alone

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave

Well when you're sitting back in your rose pink Cadillac
Making bets on Kentucky Derby Day
Ah, I'll be in my basement room with a needle and a spoon
And another girl can take my pain away

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the mail
Send me dead flowers to my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave - yeah!

Take me down little Susie, take me down
I know you think you're the queen of the underground
And you can send me dead flowers every morning
Send me dead flowers by the U.S. Mail
Say it with dead flowers in my wedding
And I won't forget to put roses on your grave
No, I won't forget to put roses on your grave


- Mick Jagger and Keith Richards
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