Ok. My thermostat housing on my car found it a good time to crack a few days ago, and dump all of my coolant. I didn't need that shit anyway, screw it.
Well, not really.
Not really wanting to take the time to fix it myself, I decided to go to the Ford dealership in town, and asked for an estimate to replace it. It's a piece of plastic. literally less than 3" cubed. $62 for the part, triple that for labor. I LAWL'd at him when he then suggested that the coolant be flushed, because I've already run 3 gallons of water through it in the last couple days. Decided to order the part and do it myself.
I've had a LONG history of Ford dealerships trying to fuck me, and although this instance was relatively minor by comparison (e.g. "no, we swear it's the clutch and flywheel, not the halfshaft like you think". $3100 later, I find I was right).
Fortunately for me (a little at least), I had a direct release for these frustrations in the manner of a take-home quiz administered by my professor in engineering statistics. I was to create a problem using a binomial distribution with a sample of size of 6, chance of 'hits' at 60%, calculate the proportions, and bring a histogram back to him.
Two energy drinks and a 2 liter of BigK Diet DROP RED pop down, I concluded the night with this, which I presume I'll eventually fax to the dealerships where I've had service performed, along with a short header explaining the assignment:
"You are given the once in a lifetime opportunity to evaluate the intelligence of service advisors at a Ford dealership, and fire them if necessary. From data gathered in previous studies, it was found that 60% of all service advisors at each dealership are utterly retarded, possess no reliable knowledge of automobiles, and should probably be euthanized for the sake of the betterment of humanity. You are permitted to evalutate a sample of 6 employees. "
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SOTD: And One - Military Fashion Show
Oh yeah. I'm getting dermal punched on Saturday too. Never had that done before, so I'm excited as fuck.
Well, not really.
Not really wanting to take the time to fix it myself, I decided to go to the Ford dealership in town, and asked for an estimate to replace it. It's a piece of plastic. literally less than 3" cubed. $62 for the part, triple that for labor. I LAWL'd at him when he then suggested that the coolant be flushed, because I've already run 3 gallons of water through it in the last couple days. Decided to order the part and do it myself.
I've had a LONG history of Ford dealerships trying to fuck me, and although this instance was relatively minor by comparison (e.g. "no, we swear it's the clutch and flywheel, not the halfshaft like you think". $3100 later, I find I was right).
Fortunately for me (a little at least), I had a direct release for these frustrations in the manner of a take-home quiz administered by my professor in engineering statistics. I was to create a problem using a binomial distribution with a sample of size of 6, chance of 'hits' at 60%, calculate the proportions, and bring a histogram back to him.
Two energy drinks and a 2 liter of BigK Diet DROP RED pop down, I concluded the night with this, which I presume I'll eventually fax to the dealerships where I've had service performed, along with a short header explaining the assignment:
"You are given the once in a lifetime opportunity to evaluate the intelligence of service advisors at a Ford dealership, and fire them if necessary. From data gathered in previous studies, it was found that 60% of all service advisors at each dealership are utterly retarded, possess no reliable knowledge of automobiles, and should probably be euthanized for the sake of the betterment of humanity. You are permitted to evalutate a sample of 6 employees. "
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SOTD: And One - Military Fashion Show
Oh yeah. I'm getting dermal punched on Saturday too. Never had that done before, so I'm excited as fuck.
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