The transmission on the
car is faulty, it's an intricate web of why did this happen to us.
The
possibility of Ford wanting to fix the car one more time, for the same exact
issue, and not having the car around for over a month, AGAIN, is aggravating.
But, it also got me up. It got me to research, plan and to STAND up for myself.
To look at someone in the eye and say, this is wrong, and needs a remedy is
kinda something I like to
do. I've been told I should be a lawyer, I've been
asked if I am a lawyer.
I think I just like to talk.
But I've been out of
talking to adults for years. I've been talking to children in pajamas.
Children
that don't want to eat, but play.
Talking to adults about what you want, isn't
easy or always pretty. Things hardly go like you envision them. Specially when
you have to deal with dealerships and motor companies, and possibly lawyers.
All
this is leading me to a better place. I know it. I have to see the bright side,
I had to laugh when they said the car WAS misfiring. I knew it, I felt it, even
before the lights and the video evidence. The car was not right.
I've never
lawyered up. It scares me. But once again, I've got to stand up for myself.
During our long conversation at the dealership, Mike put me in my place, he was
right; I was talking at
him. He said to me, What you want? A rental? No! I was
over fighting over rental fees with them. I wanted them to say to me they knew
this car was bad.
Truth, ya, know?
For
someone to listen in kindness.
The phone call from the mechanic told me I was
right, and to stop replaying my performance in front of the service manager. My
outrage and guts were on display. But for a good reason.
I know I've gotta
harness that energy, and to pause.
I'll be ready next time.
It's
tyring to stand up for yourself, but YOU'VE got to do it.
Stay Blessed,
Kathy