Well, where to begin. First off let me say that I'm not sure that these guys are mean spirited--well the one mechanic was an ass--which was my initial assumption, I just think they have no customer service skills and have no idea how to book clients. I made an appointment last week and took my truck in this morning at 9am to get a leak in the transfer case fixed. When I got to the shop there was no one at the front desk; however, two gentlemen were in the garage and were standing a mere seven feet from where I was waiting on the other side of the glass waiting for assistance. Several minutes pass and I wonder if they're going to come out and help me--we've made eye contact several times so I know they see that I'm waiting. Several more minutes pass and I give up standing at the counter and take a seat in the reception area where I'm still visible to these two guys. Another lady comes in and stands at the counter and waits. She and I continue to wait.... And wait.... Because I was dropping off my truck, my sister followed me to give me a ride back to the office. She comes in and asks what's the hold up. I explain that me and the other gal haven't been helped. My sister points to the two guys and says, "What about them?" "Well," I respond, "I think they're mechanics and not front end staff because they've seen us waiting here and haven't come to help." My sis pokes her head through the door and says, "Can we get some help out here?" "Yeah, we're working on it," one of the guys responds. The door closes and it's obvious that one of the guys is talking shit about my sister for having the gall to ask for assistance. He eyeballs her car, makes a comment and laughs. It looks like they are checking in some small boxes of equipment or something and finally one of the guys comes out. He helps the other gal first even though he knows I was there before her---NBD. She's getting her tires rotated. Then he gets to me and I verify that I have an appointment. I'm already wondering if I'm going to get substandard treatment because they're clearly peeved that my sister invaded their whatever-the-fuck-it-is they were doing to ask for help. He says he expects it to be thirty minutes, but I can't stay now because I've spent so long waiting to be helped that I have to get back to work. I leave my truck and number so he can call me when it's ready. Eleven o'clock-nothing. One o'clock-nothing. Two, three, four o'clock nothing. Okay, maybe they're busy and forgot to call me about my car. I call them and get put on hold for ten minutes. When the gal finally picks up I'm told that they didn't get to my truck yet. Okay, fuck it! Now, I'm convinced that they are treating me shitty because of how things went during the drop off. I rush to Firestone and go inside to pick up my keys. I'll find someone else to do the work, I don't need to have to worry about bad work or sabotage. I ask for my keys from the initial guy who helped me in the am. Looking down I see that he is....the MANAGER?! He says, "Oh, it doesn't look like they found a leak." "Really?" I ask. The gal already told me they hadn't even looked at it. The guy must know because he looks up and says, "We didn't get to it today." I ask for the keys and he goes in the back to get 'em. When I turn around the lady from this morning is there picking up her car. I ask if her car is ready and she says yes. I ask if she had an appointment too and she says yes. Wow! They are really bad at working in a timely manner. The gal is clearly as exasperated as I am and agrees. (This is why I don't think they were picking on my, but hideously overbooked) Anyway, I take my keys and jet. How is their work? I'll never know, but I can tell you that their customer service isn't good. It made me sad. I won't go back and I'll let my friends and family know too. It's just bad business over there. read more