It’s finally arrived
Got the new car today. Eventually. Had a real fiasco with the leasing company, including a big fight over whether they are supposed to give me £25 a month, or I am supposed to give them £25 a month.
I finally got confirmation that they will give me £25 back each month at quarter to 12, when the car was due to arrive at 12.
Ten past, and the receptionist rings me. “I don’t want to get you too excited, Woman, but I’ve just seen a transporter drive round the corner with a car on the back…..”
“Whoo hoo, I’m on my way down!”
And there it was. All shiny and black. The man reverses it off the lorry, and I sit in it, playing with the roof while he sorts out the paperwork. All was going well, until I was about to sign for it.
“This may be a stupid question, but I didn’t notice on the back that it said it was a diesel…..”
Well, that would explain the discrepancy between the contribution versus cashback.
Stupid idiots have ordered me the wrong car.
I rang the leasing company, who I can only imagine are rolling their eyes every time they hear it’s me on the phone. “Hello, it’s Woman.” “Oh, hi, have you got the car?” “Well, yes, I have A car. But it’s the wrong one.” In the silence, in my head I hear him saying, “FUCK!!!”
After another 20 minutes of phoning around the dealers, managers spoken to, a decision was finally made.
I have kept the petrol engine (if only to avoid spending yet more time dealing with these idiots), and they have agreed to pay me £50 a month. More than compensates for the extra tax. Not sure if it will cover the extra fuel costs, as this one is not so economical. But hey ho, I have my new car. And have been driving it with the top down, as the weather dictates!