day 95 - industrial fallout $

It's been a very long time since I washed a car on our driveway. Before I got married and had kids I'd wash my car every weekend and wash it well - I'm talking armor all-ing the inside, wiping it down with the chamois and even using special tire spray to make them shiny looking. I washed the new car Sunday and did a really good job on it. However, I noticed that there were a few tiny rust marks on the doors of the car. Needless to say, I was not impressed. I decided to use the good cop approach and politely called the dealership to ask how to go about getting my car in and do I need an appointment. The answer was come by anytime.

So I went to the dealership after work and was very nice even though I was not a happy camper. I don't work in public service but I did in my high school and college years and I didn't want to be that person who goes in all fired up and ends up looking like a moron. I've dealt with my fair share of morons in my short life in customer service:

Me: "Welcome to Double Pizza sir. What can I get for you?"
Moron: "I bought a sub from here yesterday. I ate half of it and it gave me food poisoning. I want my money back."
Me: "Okay. Where's the other half?"
Moron: "I ate it for breakfast."
Me: "Yeahhhhhh. I won't be giving you your money back."

I showed it to the guy at the dealership and was told it is "industrial fallout". Basically it's pollution particles in the air that land on the paint and look like rust. They can be rubbed out and apparently are common in white cars near Hamilton because of the steel mills. Oooooookay. I live an hour and a half from Hamilton, my car has been parked in the garage much of the past six months and newsflash - it ain't white, pal. Anyway, Random Service Guy #2 rubbed one and claims it came off. I wasn't close enough to see if this was true or if he was blowing smoke up my you-know-what. Anyway, I am obviously not happy with this answer and if these spots don't rub off over the weekend, I will be driving back into that dealership Dukes of Hazzard style.

This is apparently "industrial fallout" and thus ends my rant:

Not a great picture of the day so here is a picture of my beautiful son Ethan. We went for a walk tonight and here he is ringing the doorbell at Nana's house:


Mari said…
The picture of Ethan is adorable. The car - not so much! I would be mad too!