roadtrip: Knoxville to Atlanta & back ... eventually
odometer: 12,000 n ticking
10K, well actually 12K, since I bought Mr. Q and it was time for his first service. An oil change. First, we have to get to the dealer, which means a 3 ½ hour drive down to Atlanta. About 40 minutes from ‘home” I got stuck in a traffic jam to end all others. Dead Stopped, sandwiched between some big trucks. Fortunately my little car can squeeze between them. I was 1 mile from an exit. After much internal debate, I decided to hop into the emergency lane and get to the exit. The emergency lane eventually came to a stop because people were using it to cut around the traffic and stay on the freeway. HELLO, you were just at a dead stop. Anyway, eventually I squeeze onto the onramp and set the Navigation lady to avoid highways. Yes, I put my faith in the Nav Lady.
2 hours past my original arrival time, I finally made it home. I could not have done it without the Nav Lady. I get too turned around in Atlanta to ever learn back roads, (except in very limited instances).
Bright and early the next morning I set off for the MINI Dealer (global imports). Mr. Q is the first appointment and I was guaranteed ahead of time we’d be done by 10am. I’m asked if I’ve had any problems with Mr. Q. “None” I say. “Windows squeak?” I’m asked. “Nope not a one” I say. One does, but only if it’s really wet … something I can live with since I don’t want to risk bigger problems with leaks should they touch it. “we’re going to replace your wiper blades for you, no charge” I’m told. “Good” I say, “cause they are absolute crap. Have been crap since day one.” When I get my receipt I find that this is an exterior trim recall. “There’s an emissions recall that will fix some problems with your car” I’m told. “But I don’t have any problems,” I repeat, “You know I have other appointments, we really need to keep this on time. Also, you said you would have ‘the guy’ look at the roof, the decal is lifting.”
I leave the dealer on time, am told the decal needs to be replaced (hmm didn’t you already know that since ‘the guy’ was supposed top look at it). I’m given a number to call to contact “the guy” for the decal work .. oh yay another 4 hour drive down to Atlanta …. Heaven forbid it was all arranged for one day. After some other appointments and driving the car off and on for 5 hours, while sitting at a stop light the car begins to shake and sputter.
“What the ….” Instinctively I check that my clutch is fully depressed, although the way I drive, there was no reason it shouldn’t have been. The AC is off, the windows are down. “sputter sputter sputter” goes Mr. Q. I called the dealer on the spot. I arrange to take it back after my next appointment.
Mr. Q is hooked up to the diagnostics and nothing shows wrong. (figured that would happen). I’m given lots of lame reasons for why I think my car is running rough. No, I don’t think it is, I KNOW it is. I’m told the computer upgrade I got, which I didn’t ask for, is liking giving the car a flue shot. It has to give a little bit of the sickness to the car in order for it to be better. They told me I needed to drive it more, and go through 5 drive cycles. Though the service advisor could not tell me what constituted a drive cycle or approximate mileage I should anticipate putting on the car.