I'm so FUCKING PISSED right now! Okay, so basically... my water pump broke on Thursday. I own a BMW and my dad owns about 6 BMW's and we've always gone to a place by my parents house (I've since moved about 40 minutes away) and they've always been honest and done a good job. I mean, a guy who brings all of his cars in for oil changes and everything else for years... I can understand how they do good stuff. So, I had my car towed to this place. They replaced the water pump, repaired blades on the radiator fan, replaced some belts that were about to go, and replaced the thermostat housing (because in my car, it's so close to the radiator that it warps over time and causes my coolant sensor to go off... which was driving my crazy). That was all well and good... I was slightly pissed that my dad called them and told them to call HIM instead of ME about everything (he likes to pretend I'm still his little girl). So, I get to my parents house to get ready to pick up my car... and my dad and brother had already fetched it for me. This is when my brother noticed that the place didn't fucking attach the fucking FAN! It was seriously just SITTING THERE! Personally, I would have had a bitch fit... but the guy was on his way to our house to fix it and there was apparently no real damage since it's about a 3 mile drive and my dad and brother were VERY defensive of him (so I figured I should just calm down). Anyways, afterwards, my brother told me to replace my rear tires and made me swear not to drive anywhere until I got that done. I was like, "Fine, whatever, I promise". I drove my car home from my parents house and noticed a fine spray of what looked like motor oil on my bumper. I figured they accidentally got oil on my car in the shop. The next morning (Friday), I drove the couple miles and got my tires replaced. The next day (Saturday) I drive (30 minutes) to work. As soon as I get off the freeway, my car starts jerking around second gear (it's automatic). By the time I got the couple of miles to the parking lot of work, there's a huge puddle forming under my car and there's a LOT more oil on my bumper. I had to have it towed. Because of the holiday, I had to wait till Tuesday to figure out what was up.
The outcome? (Remember, my dad has decided to take over for me, ugh) They said a clamp (I believe my father said it was a clamp) on one of the lines was loose and all my transmission oil leaked out and I need a new tranny. Yea, I was just a LITTLE suspicious with the time frame here. However, once again my father and brother wouldn't let me get two fucking words in about my thoughts and just said that they'd "take care of it" and I "shouldn't worry about it".
I FINALLY got through to my dad today! I told him that in order to replace the water pump, they had to pull the radiator. In order to pull the radiator, they had to disconect the transmission oil cooler lines and that I found it very hard to believe that any small leak or problem turned into a gusher that completely drained all of my transmission oil the fucking DAY (because I'd noticed the oil.. that had apparently gotten over my bumper from the wind and what not) I get my car back. I think that THEY didn't tighten whatever they found that was loose.
Those fucking bastards! My dad is usually so on top of this shit! I can't fucking BELIEVE he was just about to take it up the ass! I've had this car for 6 years and NOTHING like this has ever happened. Other than new tires, fluids, etc. I have not had ONE problem!
I'm SO PISSED! I want to break something! I will NEVER go back to that place again! From now on, my dad can stay out of my fucking car affairs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!



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