So my husband came with me Saturday to the auto parts store so I could check out some master cylinders. There's a line, so I'm standing in it.. and the guy at the desk says, "Be right with you Sir" looking at my husband who had his back slightly turned away while looking at something else. Just because I'm at the auto parts store with my husband, they just think I'm tagging along? :wtf
Oh and then when we get to the front desk, he looks at my husband and asks what he needs. I said I called early and spoke with so&so and he ordered some parts and was there to look at some MC's. He looks it up, asks what year again looking at my husband. I answered. He asked disc or drum. Again looking at my husband. I answered again. Seriously... :rant
That annoyed me. I'm not sure which is more annoying. Talking to my husband when I'm there for the part or going there alone and knowing exactly what I need and having the desk person question whether or not the part I said was really the one I need. Like I'm :censored'ing stupid. Ok so sure I may not know tons about cars but I know enough that if I say I need a specific part, I need that part. Not some other crap. I know damn well what my mustang has, doesn't have. I know its a 302. Don't tell me its a 289 when I know damn well it's not. Oh and omg don't dare call me a liar either. I don't give a rats a$$ if your brothers cousins best friend had a 66 and you work in an auto part store. That doesn't mean you know jack about MY 66 mustang.
:soapboxrant
Ok I feel better.
Oh and then when we get to the front desk, he looks at my husband and asks what he needs. I said I called early and spoke with so&so and he ordered some parts and was there to look at some MC's. He looks it up, asks what year again looking at my husband. I answered. He asked disc or drum. Again looking at my husband. I answered again. Seriously... :rant
That annoyed me. I'm not sure which is more annoying. Talking to my husband when I'm there for the part or going there alone and knowing exactly what I need and having the desk person question whether or not the part I said was really the one I need. Like I'm :censored'ing stupid. Ok so sure I may not know tons about cars but I know enough that if I say I need a specific part, I need that part. Not some other crap. I know damn well what my mustang has, doesn't have. I know its a 302. Don't tell me its a 289 when I know damn well it's not. Oh and omg don't dare call me a liar either. I don't give a rats a$$ if your brothers cousins best friend had a 66 and you work in an auto part store. That doesn't mean you know jack about MY 66 mustang.
:soapboxrant
Ok I feel better.