Well now, isn’t that annoying. The minute I find out about my blog being number one, it gets knocked down to number two. How in the name of cheese did that happen? Oh well. At least I’ll always have Watford…
The BMW dealership did kiss up and give me a black BMW Z4. My have I had fun in it. 🙂 The love affair continued, but we have come to our first big argument. I realized that the 325i my parents bought never should have been certified in the first place. Its state is entirely contradictory to the whole purpose for certifying pre-owned BMWs in the first place. So, I had my Mother call BMW Customer Relations to see what their corporate policy is for dealers who certify crap cars. Guess what. BMW sucks when it comes to that. I am quickly losing my faith in their integrity. They obviously don’t have the guts to stand behind their policies. Even though it is a corporate-backed certification program, if dealers start certifying crap cars that are in direct violation of that program, BMW will do nothing about it. That’s blatant false advertising. They’re claiming all of their cars pass a rigorous test, and yet their shady dealers meet no justice when they are obviously swindling customers behind the guise of BMW’s supposedly great reputation.
That really makes me angry. One thing I really loved about BMW was their seemingly customer satisfaction oriented approach to business. My parents just got cheated by an authorized BMW dealer, and corporate HQ will do absolutely nothing about it. *sigh* Although I must admit the situation is rather symbolic, it still bothers me. It’s like having to dump somebody all over again. I really did love those cars. I really, honestly, truly did. I have been so in love with the Z4 that I’ve wanted to do nothing but drive it all week. Aimlessly. Just driving around for hours on end. I was even going to create a photo journal website for it, complete with a full review of the car, inside and out. It would have been great publicity for BMW, I think, and yet now, I’m *this* close to becoming completely disenfranchised. So maybe it was just one shady dealership, that’s not what makes me mad. I know that a lot of car salesmen are bottom-feeders, but to have the whole corporation forsake their customers like that. It’s sickening.
I suppose all I can say is, unless BMW leaps to attention and pulls off some amazing, shocking, fantastic butt-kissing in the next few days, I will never spend $140,000 on their BMW Alpina Roadster V8. I may love that car, but I’m not going to support a company like that. It’s gross the way they’re flouting around as Gods of Customer Service, only to drop someone because they happened to trust the company’s reputation, and they happened to buy a pre-owned car.
Now we’ll see who’s going to get my $140,000 when I finally invest in my dream car. Instead, that’s going toward an Aston Martin Vanquish. Can you imagine a greater insult toward a German car company? Not only am I forsaking German engineering, I’m turning to a British automobile. Take *THAT*!
Ooo, or maybe I can get my Bugatti Type 55… Mmm.
*sigh* Sorry, Bimmers, but you’re just not worth the hassle. You’ve got one more chance to make things right, or it’s off to Britain for me.
I just finished watching ‘Operation Petticoat’ on my laptop. Thank goodness for Netflix. 🙂 I watched the last half of that movie with a friend in Edinburgh and thought it was quite funny at the time. I wanted to watch it all the way through and see if it really was funny, or if it seemed funnier due to lack of sleep. It really was cute after all. Although, it was more fun watching it in Edinburgh.
I’m having a hard time sleeping. I just finished my antibiotics yesterday, and already my symptoms are all coming back. My head is throbbing, my face feels heavy, everything’s stuffy, ears hurt again… ugh. I feel *so* charming. I’m supposed to get a phone call from GMD2 tomorrow, hopefully letting me know he refilled my prescription for another round of antibiotics. Good ole’ Dr. Carroll may be dang cute and all, but right now, all I want him for is a prescription. Of course, if he were to deliver it personally, I wouldn’t say no to that… Maybe I could take him for a ride in the Z4…
*echem* Pardon me, I think the cold medication is going to my head… 😀
I have another Netflix movie waiting for me; ‘Mr. Smith Goes to Washington’. I think I need that right now. It’s all about renewing faith in the “system”, standing up for what you believe in, and giving greed a good swift kick in the rear. If you haven’t seen it, you really really should. Great performance by Jimmy Stewart.
But maybe I should sleep. My thoughts are getting very scattered again. It’s stress, I tell you! All these institutions crumbling around me… what’s next? Television?! Oh, whoops, sorry… that’s already happened. 🙂 (Tee hee.)