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·Howdy, this post is for "all o' ya'll."
Natch, we've all had our own "Autozone Experiences."
This one today reached to a New Level for me, at least.
Maybe you can post up with more Autzona Horror Stories.
OK, here's how this one unfolded.
Four weeks ago today we bought an '88 tintop from a pathological liar. Everything he said about the Zuki was false.
(We will NOT discuss ALL the OTHER stuff here. Just this.)
Soooo....as chance would have it, the master cylinder was (apparently) leaking. OK.
We went to our "friendly" Autozone. Seems the local employees had recently "left" their employer.
The store was staffed by people from distant stores. The guy who helped me was a retired District Manager that they coaxed into service to "fill the gap." We had a nice long talk and he assured me that I could return the master cylinder for up to 90 days. Ok. I went home and got a good night's sleep.
Fast forward to today.
So, I determined that the master cylinder really DIDN'T have a leak, afterall, the dik-hed that sold it to us had failed to tighten the bolts between the master cylinder and the booster. Ok, we will skip on his MANY transgressions.
Sooo.....here is where the story gets interesting.
I took that Autozone master cylinder back to Autozone for a return today.
Guess, what? They said it "wasn't theirs!" They said it was a "core" and that I was trying to defraud them by passing off a swapped-out core for the real thing.
Sum dum bubba #1 and sum dum bubba #2 both looked at the MS and said, "Caint be ours, we don't sell stuff that looks this bad, YOU swapped it out and YOU are trying to pass it off as new! We ain't gonna take it back. Get outta here!"
WHOA! I had to take a few deep, really DEEP breaths to avoid getting the cops called by cussing their g-d a++es out. I keep insisting that it was the very same part I took out of the very same store only two weeks prior to today. They kept insisting, "NO WAY, you are cheating us."
I have learned some lessons in recent years about NOT calling dik-heads, dik-heads, when they are dik-heads.
Finally, I said, "WELL, I bought this part from your retired former District Manager, how would you like it if I went to a telephone and called him up at his home right now?" I named him by name and mentioned I knew his street address in a nearby town.
Hum...there was a long period of silence. One of the bimbos peered intently at the master cylinder and the other bimbo fiddled with the register keys. We all made eye contact together and there was the pregnant pause.
The "bigger bimbo" turned away with a flourish and told the lesser bimbo, "Giv'em his money back."
You're G-d right!
Man, Am Igonna wire up the Autozone HQ website with some real PITHY comments on THIS one or what?
OK, hey, what's your latest horror story?
j&s
Natch, we've all had our own "Autozone Experiences."
This one today reached to a New Level for me, at least.
Maybe you can post up with more Autzona Horror Stories.
OK, here's how this one unfolded.
Four weeks ago today we bought an '88 tintop from a pathological liar. Everything he said about the Zuki was false.
(We will NOT discuss ALL the OTHER stuff here. Just this.)
Soooo....as chance would have it, the master cylinder was (apparently) leaking. OK.
We went to our "friendly" Autozone. Seems the local employees had recently "left" their employer.
The store was staffed by people from distant stores. The guy who helped me was a retired District Manager that they coaxed into service to "fill the gap." We had a nice long talk and he assured me that I could return the master cylinder for up to 90 days. Ok. I went home and got a good night's sleep.
Fast forward to today.
So, I determined that the master cylinder really DIDN'T have a leak, afterall, the dik-hed that sold it to us had failed to tighten the bolts between the master cylinder and the booster. Ok, we will skip on his MANY transgressions.
Sooo.....here is where the story gets interesting.
I took that Autozone master cylinder back to Autozone for a return today.
Guess, what? They said it "wasn't theirs!" They said it was a "core" and that I was trying to defraud them by passing off a swapped-out core for the real thing.
Sum dum bubba #1 and sum dum bubba #2 both looked at the MS and said, "Caint be ours, we don't sell stuff that looks this bad, YOU swapped it out and YOU are trying to pass it off as new! We ain't gonna take it back. Get outta here!"
WHOA! I had to take a few deep, really DEEP breaths to avoid getting the cops called by cussing their g-d a++es out. I keep insisting that it was the very same part I took out of the very same store only two weeks prior to today. They kept insisting, "NO WAY, you are cheating us."
I have learned some lessons in recent years about NOT calling dik-heads, dik-heads, when they are dik-heads.
Finally, I said, "WELL, I bought this part from your retired former District Manager, how would you like it if I went to a telephone and called him up at his home right now?" I named him by name and mentioned I knew his street address in a nearby town.
Hum...there was a long period of silence. One of the bimbos peered intently at the master cylinder and the other bimbo fiddled with the register keys. We all made eye contact together and there was the pregnant pause.
The "bigger bimbo" turned away with a flourish and told the lesser bimbo, "Giv'em his money back."
You're G-d right!
Man, Am Igonna wire up the Autozone HQ website with some real PITHY comments on THIS one or what?
OK, hey, what's your latest horror story?
j&s