I had to buy a new car when my old one threw its bit on Saturday. Coincidentally, I'd been car shopping just a few weeks before, though like a dummy I'd decided not to buy at the time, so I had all the research done. I went to a dealership and picked out an '09 Versa, though I probably shouldn't be buying anything when I'm in a bad mood, and car dealerships unleash my inner bastard at the best of times.
The dealership fills the tanks of their new cars before the customers drive them off the lot. Pretty nice of them; I don't remember other dealerships doing so. They detailed the car and rolled it off to their on-site tanks to fill it up.
After about half an hour, I noticed they'd been gone an awfully long time. (You're never bored with a cell phone and a Peter David book.) Just as I was about to ask how long it takes to fill a 13.5 gallon tank, the salesperson returned, and explained. The car's last owner had fitted it - unnecessarily, given the design of the pipe and the placement of the latch - with a locking gas cap, and not provided them with a key. And they'd been trying to get the damn thing off. And they hadn't gotten it off yet. Not only that, they'd had to send out to their parts dealer down the road for a new gas cap. So the car wasn't going to move for at least another half-hour anyway.
Are bad days contagious?
The dealership fills the tanks of their new cars before the customers drive them off the lot. Pretty nice of them; I don't remember other dealerships doing so. They detailed the car and rolled it off to their on-site tanks to fill it up.
After about half an hour, I noticed they'd been gone an awfully long time. (You're never bored with a cell phone and a Peter David book.) Just as I was about to ask how long it takes to fill a 13.5 gallon tank, the salesperson returned, and explained. The car's last owner had fitted it - unnecessarily, given the design of the pipe and the placement of the latch - with a locking gas cap, and not provided them with a key. And they'd been trying to get the damn thing off. And they hadn't gotten it off yet. Not only that, they'd had to send out to their parts dealer down the road for a new gas cap. So the car wasn't going to move for at least another half-hour anyway.
Are bad days contagious?
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