Showing posts with label Jeep. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jeep. Show all posts

Monday, May 18, 2015

If I were a boy...

Hi everyone!


Sorry I haven't been able to write as much as I wanted to, but this is too important to not share!

Preliminary
So, I have this new Jeep Renegade since December. It had trouble with the software somewhere in February, nothing too weird, garage fixed it quite fast. A few weeks back I got a letter that they've detected a software issue in all the new Renegade models, so there was an update available that I had to get done. So far, so good. I made the appointment and last Tuesday they did the update. When I drove back home (it's about 30 km), the Start/stop system didn't work. On Wednesday it still didn't work, so I called them. They told me that it could happen that it took a few DAYS to get settled. I didn't really believe it, but okay. Since Thursday and Friday were national holiday, I couldn't call them back before this morning. I drove about 500 km in those 5 days, so normally at least once the start/stop should've worked, but nothing. This morning I called, they say there might be a problem. 'Oh really??' was my first thought. The guy who does the software stuff was only going to be there until 4... I work from 7:45AM until 4:20PM normally, so I had to take half a day off to go there. It's an hour drive from my work to there, so...

If I were a boy
I got there at 3, so in time. I explained the problem again, told them I'd already called twice.
First question these guys ask me: was the system activated? I mean SERIOUSLY????? I don't think you'd have asked me that if I were a guy! Second: did you change air conditioning settings? No and again, if I were a boy, you wouldn't dare asking me that question. Third: were your lights on? I always have them on the automatic, so not the whole time. And really? It doesn't work when the lights are on??? If I were a boy, I don't think I would've been nice still.
Then they tried it. 'No, it's not working'   Well, you don't say...

Humiliation
I don't think I've ever been so humiliated in my entire life. Just because I'm a woman, they thought they could just fix it in 5 minutes, because they thought it was probably something I didn't do right. Both with grins on their faces, that,if I were a boy, I would've punched right off! Steam was coming out of my ears by then. I know they don't know me, but by everything I explained to them I had already tried, they should've known that I know a little more about cars than the average girl. Not that I think any woman should be treated this way, because they were just plane rude. Instead of just trying to fix it, they laughed and told me to come back next week... Sure, I have nothing else to do. I don't have job to pay for rent and food!

Feminism
I don't think of myself as a feminist, because I think it's an ugly word, but maybe it's still not what it's supposed to be in this world: equality. We're all born the same way: our moms give birth to us. No one comes in to this world differently. Wether you're a boy or a girl, you are born that way and no other. You are unique, but we are all the same; we're the same species, we're all equal. It shouldn't matter in the way we treat others, if it is a boy or a girl. It doesn't to me anyway, but apparently to some it still does. I know in the world of garage men, they ought to be tough and cool and stuff, but still they should treat their customer right. No one would've appreciated the way they talked to me with their idiotic grins on their faces.

I hope one day, probably in a faraway future, we will all be able to get along without any exception in race, culture, colour, sex, religion, ... The world would be a better place. People can dream, can't they?

BeyoncĂ© -  If I were a boy (on YouTube)


Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Cars...

Car-wise last week was a roller coaster of emotions: sad news regarding my 1992 Jeep Wrangler that has been declared 'dead'... My dear car died on me... I'm heart broken, I'll tell you that. I love my Chuck (that's it's nick name since I've had it). Now since my car is not the youngest anymore I don't think I can sell it, especially without a functioning motor. I really want to keep that car, but then I'll have to save a lot of money to buy a new motor block. It actually all depends upon where I'll find work. If I can catch a train to work, I don't really need a car, so I can save a little bit to buy a new motor. On the other hand we still have my brother's Alfa Romeo MiTo which I could drive to work if there's no way I can catch a train to work.
1992 Jeep Wrangler
Last week the Alfa was in the garage to repair the broken window, door and seat (from the brake in a couple of weeks ago). The repairing of the car caused a lot of trouble: normally we could pick up the Alfa on Friday. Since the men from the garage didn't call us, I called them to hear if the car was ready. Apparently if there has to be done some body work, the car goes to a body shop in the neighborhood of the garage. The guy form the garage couldn't tell me immediately if our car was ready. Five minutes later his colleague called us to tell us the car had just been returned. When we arrived at the garage we noticed the key chains on our car key weren't there. The car key itself seemed more 'used' then ours. Suspicious... We got to the parking lot to find our car, but... our car wasn't there!!!! Turns out the guys from the body shop made a huge mistake and brought in a white Alfa MiTo, but not the right one!! Since it was too late to call the body shop we returned home with a Fiat 500. They reassured us they'd call up first thing on Monday. At 11am I decided to call them again myself, because of course they didn't bother calling. Then after 5 minutes of waiting on the phone, they said they didn't know if our car was ready because there was something wrong with the door in the way that they weren't sure if the door was ours. You have got to be kidding me, I thought, they didn't know if it was the right door???? How is that even possible??? At last at 4pm my dad went to the garage and claimed our car. The car was ready, with the right door. Weird story, I know!

2010 Alfa Romeo MiTo
But, back to last week's roller coaster of emotions: my car declared dead on Monday. Tuesday we went to Holland to drive a 1966 Dodge Charger, we'd been there before and saw the car in great shape and now we were able to take it for a spin. Wonderful sound, great motor, everything on the inside is working. I'd never seen an old timer in such a good shape. Of course my brother bought it. And as from Friday he is the proud owner of a '66 Dodge Charger!!!

1966 Dodge Charger