Daily Archives: February 19, 2015
Posted by awesomesauciness
My car is a 2012 Chevy Impala, and lately it’s begun to do weird things. Like refusing to budge, despite my politely placing it in gear and gently pressing on the gas pedal. It particularly likes to refuse my requests in reverse, or when turning, or when it’s cold. Add to this the strange shuddering and grinding sounds it’s making, and my instincts tell me..something’s wrong.
I’m intuitive like that.
I just refuse to believe that a car, with only 40K miles on it, should be exhibiting such behavior. Especially since this is nearly identical behavior to what drove (heh..heh..see what I did there?) me to take it in last June, when they replaced all the fluglebinders (it’s an industry term) what made the wheels go round and round in front, under warranty.
So, yesterday I took the car to the dealership to drop it off and find out just what the feck is going on, again.
Consensus of opinion, from various shadetree mechanics I know, is that it’s the CV joint in the right front wheel.
Apparently, that’s bad. As in, the car may just stop suddenly on the highway. And by suddenly, I mean as if you’d hit an invisible wall…which would no doubt lead to actually hitting a wall, or being hit by something that feels akin to hitting a wall…at 60 mph.
I told my personal service advisor (*eyes roll*) the trouble, and “whew…am I glad that’s covered under the powertrain warranty..” to which he replied, “no it’s not…” So, I looked it up on the Chevrolet’s website where it lists things like “Shit We Cover Under the 100K Powertrain Warranty, and Unicorns” and gollleeee, right there in black and white coverage it lists the CV joints.
I haven’t imparted that wisdom to my personal service advisor (*eyes roll…again*) yet, because I’m waiting to hear what he has to say.
All of which has nothing to do with the title of this post.
I’m getting to that part.
As I turned into the dealership, I had to pass the “Pre-Owned Sales” lot. I saw a mid-40’s ish couple looking at a silver Camaro.
Then I noticed the red Camaro, the blue one, the other silver one, more reds and a few blacks. The entire lot was damn-near door-to-midlife crisis-door with ‘pre-owned’ (what does that even mean?? It was owned before it was owned? Never understood that..) Camaros. Most of them looked to be within a year or two of rolling off the assembly line.
It was a procession of shattered dreams and loves lost. I could hear the sobs as I drove past them.
I went inside the service department, noting that not a single Camaro was in for service, and stood next to a lot of other dissatisfied GM-product owners.
One young lady struck up a conversation with me.
Hey, this is Texas, if you stand still in any line long enough you’ll hear someone’s life story.
She told me that she’d driven up from Houston that morning in her 2013 Equinox, only to have it break down near her destination. It was doing the same thing my car is doing.
I looked at my personal service advisor (*eyes..okay, you get it*) and said, “I used to believe in GM products…I’m just sayin’”
Others in line snickered or nodded, grumbling ensued.
“Hey, now!” personal service advisor said.
“Well, see…her car is doing the same thing as mine – it sounds like – and you know why? Because the same worker assembled them, and he was hungover..both times. His wife left him for that damned exotic dancer and he can’t let it go….”
The line erupted in laughter.
I was on a roll.
“I had an ’05 Impala, and it’s still running perfectly. But that was before Homer’s wife left him. It was right after their second honeymoon to Cozumel..”
Everyone, including me, dissolved into fits of giggles.
My personal service advisor even joined in.
Finally, the Houston lady was given a loaner and sent on her way. She’s in town till Friday, so they’ve got a couple of days to figure it out.
And I was given my loaner. A 2015 Malibu with the most comfortable seats in a car I have ever sat in. No lie, these things are amazing.
But, the car shuts off every time you come to a full stop. Personal service advisor says it’s a “cool feature, that saves gas” and I heard, “weird shit that’ll break within a year, or if it doesn’t your engine will die a premature death from all the unnecessary starts”.
Also, at the post office yesterday I found out that if you bend your head down to text you exert the equivalent of 60 lbs. of pressure on your neck.
I told you this is Texas, and you learn a lot standing in line.
By the way, I know where you can probably get a Camaro, cheap.