The new car had it's first oil change today. Not terribly exciting, I know, but bear with me. I don't have anyone else to brag on yet.
I took it back to the dealership, mostly because they talked a big game about their specialist technicians, but it helped that the first oil change would be free. Our awesome new car had just logged 2,000 miles of road trip in a week, so it was ready for a little pampering.
It took forever, during which time I had nothing better to do than watch the talking heads on MSNBC, and after looking over the paperwork and seeing how much service usually costs, I wasn't sure I would be coming back. After all, Midas could do everything they were doing. But they had me when they actually washed the car. Midas does NOT do that.
My awesome car came back squeaky clean without all those oak tree droppings, dead bugs from the interstate, and that persistent yellow film of pollen. I was actually a bit ashamed of how it looked when I brought it in, but I'm crazy like that.
Ready to conquer the highway yet again!