Rant - Hiley Mazda are a bunch of %$&@~*# idiots.
I've been driving around with no radio now for almost six weeks. :banghead:
Back at the end of July, my OEM CD player died on me. It was still covered under my extended warranty, so I took the car to Hiley Mazda to have it repaired or replaced... and also to fix the transmission leak that they charged me for but didn't manage to actually fix when I dropped the car off in early July.
Two and a half weeks later, after constant badgering on my part to get the damn job done, I finally got my OEM CD player back. It worked just fine for all of three days, until it quit on me - again - on the way to Mineral Wells early one Saturday morning. :bash:
That was two weeks ago today. I took the car back the following Monday, explaining that the exact same problem was happening again. I was promised that my radio would be fixed ASAP. Yeah, right. :roll:
I called again yesterday afternoon to ask what the fvck was happening with my radio, since ASAP had turned into two weeks, and every time I call I get the same bloody runaround. This time I actually got a different response - although they have paperwork showing that I did indeed drop off the radio to be repaired, no one at the dealership knows where the radio currently is.
I'm so goddamn angry at these idiots I can't even see straight. I went down there yesterday afternoon and quite literally scared a couple of customers out of the service department I was yelling so loud. I'm just at my wits end - are these people really that bloody stupid? How can you lose a part that is in for repair the second time around? Does that not strike you as a textbook example of how NOT to provide customer service?
What can I do? As tempted as I was to take a lead pipe to everything within my reach while I was at the dealer yesterday, I'm not really interested in going to jail. I am, however, interested in inflicting as much pain and misery on the dealership as I legally can at this point. After all, I've got nothing to listen to in the car to distract me during my daily commute, which gives me plenty of time to plan evil deeds. Any suggestions?