fzme
Senior Member
Changing the oil in my car/bike is something I've always done myself, but I recently aquired a 50% off coupon for an oil change at Jiffy Lube, so I thought "why not"? My wife's car needed its oil changed, so I bit.
As I am sitting in the tiny waiting room, one of the employees goes to exit the front of the building, but stops in the doorway and stands there holding the door open. It takes about 15 seconds for the waiting room to turn into an ice-box since it's freezing cold outside. Slightly annoyed at his lack of awareness, I jokingly yell across the room "Hey buddy, it's cold outside!"
He grins without moving and says "sure is." This jagoff knew exactly what I meant, and after about another 10 seconds, I couldn't bite my tongue. I stood up, and took a step toward him as I said "What I meant was, it's cold outside, could you close the door?" He let the door swing shut without looking up or saying anything. I thanked him. I'm sure he thought I was a dick, but my request and delivery were not unreasonable, and I was polite--firm, but polite.
So the oil gets changed, and I drive home. As I'm getting out, I notice a huge oil smear on the back seat. This is one of the biggest reasons I hate going to these places. Every surface that is touched has a thin layer of grime. It happens every time...but whatever, it's an easy fix.
But then I notice that my wife's GPS is missing from the center consol. It was last Friday when we used it, and neither of us took it out of the car. I am wracking my brain trying to come up with another scenerio for it's absence (other than this guy taking it) and I can't think of anything. He had opportunity/motive and I am 95% sure that he took it, but without proof, it's pure speculation.
So what do I do? Stalk the place hoping to see it in his car? Call and complain? Nothing at all?
BARTENDER!! I need a drink.
As I am sitting in the tiny waiting room, one of the employees goes to exit the front of the building, but stops in the doorway and stands there holding the door open. It takes about 15 seconds for the waiting room to turn into an ice-box since it's freezing cold outside. Slightly annoyed at his lack of awareness, I jokingly yell across the room "Hey buddy, it's cold outside!"
He grins without moving and says "sure is." This jagoff knew exactly what I meant, and after about another 10 seconds, I couldn't bite my tongue. I stood up, and took a step toward him as I said "What I meant was, it's cold outside, could you close the door?" He let the door swing shut without looking up or saying anything. I thanked him. I'm sure he thought I was a dick, but my request and delivery were not unreasonable, and I was polite--firm, but polite.
So the oil gets changed, and I drive home. As I'm getting out, I notice a huge oil smear on the back seat. This is one of the biggest reasons I hate going to these places. Every surface that is touched has a thin layer of grime. It happens every time...but whatever, it's an easy fix.
But then I notice that my wife's GPS is missing from the center consol. It was last Friday when we used it, and neither of us took it out of the car. I am wracking my brain trying to come up with another scenerio for it's absence (other than this guy taking it) and I can't think of anything. He had opportunity/motive and I am 95% sure that he took it, but without proof, it's pure speculation.
So what do I do? Stalk the place hoping to see it in his car? Call and complain? Nothing at all?
BARTENDER!! I need a drink.
