Wednesday, September 12, 2007

Dear People at the Oil Change Place,

You had my car for, what, half an hour? Of which you spent about 35 seconds driving, right?

Please explain why you felt it necessary to adjust the damn seat fifty different ways.

Was it REALLY bothering you so much that the seat was back that far? You could have just... oh, I don't know, scooted your ass forward a few inches. I'm tall, I don't like to have to nibble on my knees when I'm driving, and I spent the whole ride home trying to get it back to a halfway comfortable position.

Thanks a bunch,

me

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