Wednesday, January 07, 2009

A couple of weeks ago, I decided to trade in my big red truck for something a little newer with less mileage. Mostly because big red was starting to have issues tranny wise and otherwise.
Little did I know what a fiasco this was going to be.
To make a long ass story short, Rodney had done some researching on the web and found a used 2006 Dodge Ram (ain't no way I'm drivin' anything else). We went to the dealer and they brought the truck up from Portland so we could look at it. We decided to buy that after driving some other trucks, but not wanting to have to pay for anything new for the rest of my life.
Brought the truck home, and all seems well. Went out to go to the store on a Sunday morning after some rain the day before. What I entered into was something akin to Niagra Falls inside the cab of the truck! Water was pouring out of no less than three places, one of them being the computerized doohicky that has the compass and gas mileage. Shit.
Called the dealer the next day and told them they needed to come and get it to fix it. To say that I was peeved would be accurate. Little did I know then that the truck had yet another surprise for me the very next day.
I made the mistake of trying to go somewhere on Tuesday morning to find that the truck was happy sitting in the driveway. It wouldn't start. Shit. Called the man and he came up and fooled around with it and managed to get it started. I drove the thing to the office and called up the salesman...again.
By this time, I am irate and the top of my head is about ready to blow off.I had bought this truck to prevent dealing with just this kind of troubles and I got a lap full of them anyway. I explained to the salesman what had happened that morning and he says "don't be mad". Are you kidding me? Lucky for him he wasn't standing in front of me. He would have been bleeding from numerous places, and crying for his mommy. He was told that his company was going to come and pick up this piece of shit truck and not to bring it back until it was completely fixed.
They rented me this pile of a vehicle to drive while mine was in the shop. I was embarrassed to have it parked in my driveway.
I got the truck back yesterday (kissing and hugging the baby, so happy it's home). They ended up having to replace the fuel pump, with only 30,000 miles on it and replacing the windshield since they attempted to take it out and reseal it and it ended up in a million pieces on the floor, the tech dropped it on the floor! Hope he didn't have to pay for his clumsiness!
Hoping this is the end of issues, and not just opening up a can of problems.