Hate taking the car to the garage. The most recent MoT was quite a pleasant change. There was a female receptionist, a very chatty garage owner and a bookcase full of actual books! There were too many for the owner to keep all the ones he has read. Shame I probably won’t need to go again. The MoT the year before was a bit different. Needed various bits doing according to that garage. Fair enough, I took it to a different garage to get the work done as much nearer home, “Oh you don’t need that doing and it’s not that tyre needs changing but the offside front”. How the heck am I to know what the right information is. To cap it all, when I went in to pay at that garage I was the only customer in reception. Two men’s came through from the ramps wearing overalls. “What you have to do is include the word clitoris in your next conversation” one said to the other loud enough for me to hear. Blimey, I am so glad I won’t have to go to a garage again.
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