Today we had our valves adjusted. No, it's not as exciting as it sounds. What it actually meant was sitting, for almost four hours (when they said it would only take two), on a dirty couch in a hot driver's lounge, breathing air heavy with grease, oil and diesel smell.
The thing I hate most about taking the truck into the shop is that I have to get out of my comfortable sleeper, with my ice cold a/c, and a selection of food and beverages that would put any kitchen to shame, because some idiot tripped over an air chuck. It's all about liability now. They don't want you in the truck for fear of you getting hurt and suing them. They should be more worried about providing a better level of customer service.
Oh, they did the job, but their attitudes left much to be desired. Their attempt at providing any service at all, was as empty as the window in the photo.
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1 YEAR AGO: Rockin’ Rockaholic Haul
2 YEARS AGO: Just Don’t Call Me Late For Dinner
3 YEARS AGO: In This Case, R & R Means Recumbent And Recuperation
4 YEARS AGO: Posthumously Famous In The World Of Cheap Lodging
5 YEARS AGO: What Better Reason To Dine Out?
6 YEARS AGO: Hudson Valley Summer
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