My car is now happy and healthy, despite Jerry Ulm Dodge.

I just got my car back after two days at the dealer and if you’re keeping count it has spent a total of four days in the shop during the last ten business days. The good news is that the epic car drama saga is now over, the engine no longer mysteriously cuts out, and the car now actually starts properly. Isn’t it amazing how taking your car in to get serviced just completely fucks up your day, especially when the dealership is like and hour away from where you live. Anways, the silver lining is atleast now I can be confident that my car will be ready and able to perform the next Atlanta roady.

Oh and by the way, I had to go to two different dealerships. Ferman jeep, whom i bought the car from, and the incompetent morons at Jerry Ulm Dodge who were closer to my house. Yes, Jerry Ulm Dodge in Tampa off of Dale Mabry. It was Jerry Ulm Dodge that literally broke my car. I took it in for a battery change and left with a car that literally cut off three times during the drive home. Don’t buy from Jerry Ulm Dodge off Dale Mabry near the stadium, and what ever you do, don’t take your car there to get serviced or they’ll completely screw it up.

The never ending car drama saga

I should have bought a Jetta…

I had a sneaking suspicion that my car drama was not over yet, and guess what, it’s not. You would think that having your car serviced twice in one week would somehow guarantee you a car that actually works properly. Well, apparently not. I got the battery replaced, it drives fine. To be more specific it drives fine except for the fact that it now cuts out while I’m driving down the street. It cut out three times on the way home. So yeah, i’ll be back at Ferman chrysler Jeep on monday.

Oh the joys of car trouble

Ever since i returned from the Atlanta roady I’ve needed to get my car serviced, but It wasn’t until recently that I noticed that the car began having trouble starting. Uh oh! Monday morning I jumped in the car to head out and the car just barely started. I immediately got that feeling of dread and powerlessness that comes with knowing that your car is on the verge of failure. So I took immediate emergency action and drove it to the dealership. Which is no small task seeing as how Ferman Jeep moved their dealership from a perfect location in the middle of Tampa, to the middle of fucking nowhere in Wesley Chapel, which is about forty minutes outside of Tampa. But anyways, I made it to the dealership unscathed, got the car serviced and all was well, I was victorious, or so you would think…

Tuesday morning I go to start the car up, and again it just barely starts and it sounded even worse than monday morning. How can this be? I just had the dam thing serviced yesterday? Like a naive fool I then drive off and hoped for the best. I decided to make a quick stop at the supermarket down the street because I needed to pick up some Goya Mojo (which is a Spanish marinate for chicken and pork) As I walk in to the store, about seven people literally come running out of the store chasing some crazy guy who had just shop lifted or jerked off in public or something along those lines. I don’t know, but the whole thing was fuckin weird and it was most certainly a grim harbinger.  I go in the store, buy my shit, head back to the car and guess what?  My wonderful gas guzzling 2005 Jeep Grand Cherokee refuses to start. Et tu Chero kee? Is this is how you repay me for bringing you in for regular service almost every 3 months for the past 3 years? But hey, this is what I get for thinking that by having your car serviced less than 24 hours ago it somehow guarantees you a car that actually works. My bad. Then to add insult to injury I had to walk home with the bottle of Mojo that looks like a bottle of wine, so all the passersby probably looked at me like I was some alcoholic degenerate walking down the street in the middle of the afternoon with a bottle of liquor.  Anyways stay tuned for part two of this Shakespearian SUV drama, i get the car back tomorrow.