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3 years ago
Coffee With The Princess!
Karma's A Bitch!
**Giggles!**
Before I get started with this morning's journal, let me thank all of y'all for keeping up with these missives over the years, especially these done over the last three years or so. Thank, y'll for taking the time to read them. ❤️
Many of y'all out there remember the little white pick up truck I got from an unnamed dealership back in 2019, I believe. That was the one that I was told was $3000 and in good working condition. What I didn't know because I was sleep deprived, depressed, and exhausted at the end of the day that this piece of garbage was jury-rigged with some sort of clutch assembly kit where the fool that did the work on this punched a hole in the engine compartment and ran a cable to the clutch to allow the thing to shift properly. Now, I will say that it was not only a good little truck, but fun to drive for about five months or so. Then around the middle of the next year, it crapped out. I had the POS towed to a local and trusted mechanic who does the work for so many of us who are fed up with the franchise places screwing us out of our money. The guy told me that with the jury-rigging done by an unknown mechanic, probably the dealership or it could have been the owner, no mechanic around town would touch this truck with an 80-meter cattle prod. So, upset and angry, I sold the POS back to the dealership who ran a scrap yard. Later, I would write them an e-mail and send it to the guy who sold me this truck and pretty much tell him off:
"You got me, you bastard. Good for you. I hope you sleep well with such a huge commission that not only did I put on my Discover card, but was paid off by this previous year's bonus and a lot of hard work. You told me the truck had been checked out and would be a good vehicle for me. I have no leg to stand on, but I will make it my mission to make sure you screw less people over in the future."
Most of you are laughing at or with me ... and to be fair, I cannot say I blame you. I often get myself into situations like this because I'm an easy mark. I often take people at face-value until they prove to me that they really are not worth trusting. Here on DA or FA, depending on the site you are reading this off of, it's gotten me a few artists who have taken my money and wandered off, telling me to go pound sand. Trust me, there's been a few ... and even a couple who lied so many times and I kept supporting them ... the laughter from y'all is seriously justified. But, be careful, y'all who do this to people, Karma's a bitch. ❤️
Now, on Wednesday, November 9th, 2022, I got a voice message that I almost deleted. It was from said dealer ship and the sales weasel wanting to not only buy the truck back, but to earn my business. Now, as luck would have it, I was at the mechanic's shop getting a few things done for the Firm, so this was going to be the best phone call ever! I was super-nice to the guy and even chatted with him for a few moments, making all of the polite Southern chatter I was expected to make. He asked me how I was enjoying the truck that he had sold me and wanted to know if he might have the chance to buy it back.
**Cue the Evil Laughter!**
And it was showtime, bitches! I was very angry and direct without using terrible language, but I told him that not only was the thing deader than Julius Caesar, but the thing crapped out within three months (though the truth might be that it was longer than that, perhaps six months, but I was angry!) I had paid $3000 for the truck, taxes, tag, and all of the other crap to make the thing legal, which added up to $5000! I told him flatly, "You want to earn my business, you cut me check for $5000!" I also got the satisfaction to tell him that if I had been sharper and more focused back then instead of a doormat that he had taken advantage of, his two goofball buddies who were laughing at the idea that this POS truck was getting sold. When I noticed them laughing and pointing, I asked them what happened, but they walked off, still snickering and I do believe still talking ... they might not have gotten my business. That's further to my shame. But here it's been three years for them to try and even make this right ... I want to say I bought this back in November of 2019 ... so here we are.
I took a deep breath, feeling my rage about to break through my limited control, and yet I calmed down enough to tell him this:
"Apologies at this point will not be enough. You and your dealership have made an intractable enemy of me. Good for you. You knew after you swore that the truck was good. Your goofball sales weasels had a great laugh. And the dealership made a hardworking gal like me a prized knucklehead. Since I know y'all will never cut me the check for $5000, I will go now and hope you can live with yourself. Good day."
And I hung up, almost in tears ... and yet with some satisfaction. Now, I did go into the shop and apologize to the gal behind the desk and even the mechanic who later laughed and said that everyone heard me, probably back to the Firm, he added. Both understood and so did the customers. One even asked me if I was going to be ok. I smiled and said, "Sure, honey. I'm better than I deserve." And that's Gawd,s honest truth there. Not often does one get to satisfy such a desire to just let a fool know how you feel. ❤️
BE Happy!
Love and Kisses,
Loonia
Karma's A Bitch!
**Giggles!**
Before I get started with this morning's journal, let me thank all of y'all for keeping up with these missives over the years, especially these done over the last three years or so. Thank, y'll for taking the time to read them. ❤️
Many of y'all out there remember the little white pick up truck I got from an unnamed dealership back in 2019, I believe. That was the one that I was told was $3000 and in good working condition. What I didn't know because I was sleep deprived, depressed, and exhausted at the end of the day that this piece of garbage was jury-rigged with some sort of clutch assembly kit where the fool that did the work on this punched a hole in the engine compartment and ran a cable to the clutch to allow the thing to shift properly. Now, I will say that it was not only a good little truck, but fun to drive for about five months or so. Then around the middle of the next year, it crapped out. I had the POS towed to a local and trusted mechanic who does the work for so many of us who are fed up with the franchise places screwing us out of our money. The guy told me that with the jury-rigging done by an unknown mechanic, probably the dealership or it could have been the owner, no mechanic around town would touch this truck with an 80-meter cattle prod. So, upset and angry, I sold the POS back to the dealership who ran a scrap yard. Later, I would write them an e-mail and send it to the guy who sold me this truck and pretty much tell him off:
"You got me, you bastard. Good for you. I hope you sleep well with such a huge commission that not only did I put on my Discover card, but was paid off by this previous year's bonus and a lot of hard work. You told me the truck had been checked out and would be a good vehicle for me. I have no leg to stand on, but I will make it my mission to make sure you screw less people over in the future."
Most of you are laughing at or with me ... and to be fair, I cannot say I blame you. I often get myself into situations like this because I'm an easy mark. I often take people at face-value until they prove to me that they really are not worth trusting. Here on DA or FA, depending on the site you are reading this off of, it's gotten me a few artists who have taken my money and wandered off, telling me to go pound sand. Trust me, there's been a few ... and even a couple who lied so many times and I kept supporting them ... the laughter from y'all is seriously justified. But, be careful, y'all who do this to people, Karma's a bitch. ❤️
Now, on Wednesday, November 9th, 2022, I got a voice message that I almost deleted. It was from said dealer ship and the sales weasel wanting to not only buy the truck back, but to earn my business. Now, as luck would have it, I was at the mechanic's shop getting a few things done for the Firm, so this was going to be the best phone call ever! I was super-nice to the guy and even chatted with him for a few moments, making all of the polite Southern chatter I was expected to make. He asked me how I was enjoying the truck that he had sold me and wanted to know if he might have the chance to buy it back.
**Cue the Evil Laughter!**
And it was showtime, bitches! I was very angry and direct without using terrible language, but I told him that not only was the thing deader than Julius Caesar, but the thing crapped out within three months (though the truth might be that it was longer than that, perhaps six months, but I was angry!) I had paid $3000 for the truck, taxes, tag, and all of the other crap to make the thing legal, which added up to $5000! I told him flatly, "You want to earn my business, you cut me check for $5000!" I also got the satisfaction to tell him that if I had been sharper and more focused back then instead of a doormat that he had taken advantage of, his two goofball buddies who were laughing at the idea that this POS truck was getting sold. When I noticed them laughing and pointing, I asked them what happened, but they walked off, still snickering and I do believe still talking ... they might not have gotten my business. That's further to my shame. But here it's been three years for them to try and even make this right ... I want to say I bought this back in November of 2019 ... so here we are.
I took a deep breath, feeling my rage about to break through my limited control, and yet I calmed down enough to tell him this:
"Apologies at this point will not be enough. You and your dealership have made an intractable enemy of me. Good for you. You knew after you swore that the truck was good. Your goofball sales weasels had a great laugh. And the dealership made a hardworking gal like me a prized knucklehead. Since I know y'all will never cut me the check for $5000, I will go now and hope you can live with yourself. Good day."
And I hung up, almost in tears ... and yet with some satisfaction. Now, I did go into the shop and apologize to the gal behind the desk and even the mechanic who later laughed and said that everyone heard me, probably back to the Firm, he added. Both understood and so did the customers. One even asked me if I was going to be ok. I smiled and said, "Sure, honey. I'm better than I deserve." And that's Gawd,s honest truth there. Not often does one get to satisfy such a desire to just let a fool know how you feel. ❤️
BE Happy!
Love and Kisses,
Loonia
