Fuck You Barber Motors
Alright I am partially pissed off here. I had a little episode with the Mustang and more importantly Barber Motors' Service Department. It seems it takes them two tries to fix things, well almost two. They failed with one attempt. FUCKING TARDS. The first thing the attempted to fix, and eventual success was had was on my door lock. The driver one would not lock or unlock with the pushing of buttons, the passenger one did tho. After they got done with it, it unlock with the pushing of buttons, but not lock. So they gave it another attempt and VIOLA, the FUCKING TARDS got it. Also while they were fixing the lock for time number deuco, they broke something. Tried to find a replace part and could not. Gave me back the broken piece with instructions on how to fix it. Did I FUCKING BREAK IT. YOU FUCKING BROKE IT YOU FUCKING FIX IT. FUCK YOU BARBER MOTORS. But that is not the end of my miraculous FUCKING tale. The real reason my car was in there was because it was having electrical issues, as in no fucking power. While I worked there I purchased a brand new alternator for it, as it was required, installed said alternator, and attempted to drive car in a fast like manner. Well power was lost. Receipt was also lost so thats why it went there in the first place, they have a record of the receipt. Well they attempted to fix things and replaced the alternator. That fooled me and seemed to work for awhile, but problems arose of the same nature again. Took it in, the technician told me that perhaps I had a faulty gauge. I didn't beleive him but thought, what the hell, prove you wrong FUCKING TARD. I proved him wrong. Car lost power. Aint you a genious there, just a real FUCKING GENIOUS. FUCK YOU BARBERS. Car goes back in to get more repairs of same nature. They look at my car at the end of the day, and tell me it is not the 2nd brand new alternator causing the problem. REALLY??? WHERE DID YOU GO TO SCHOOL TO FIGURE THAT OUT, FUCKING RETARDED MONKEY FUCK? SAID OWNER OF CAR HAS BEEN EXPLAINING THAT TO YOU FOR DAYS NOW. CLEAN OUT YOUR FUCKING EARS AND TRY USING THAT THING BETWEEN THEM TO DO SOMETHING BESIDES HOLD GLASSES AND HATS. I tell them, I need wheels for this evening. They much oblige and give me a cute little thing that resembled a truck. It sure sucked back fuel like a truck, yet somehow lacked in ways of proportion. Size does matter people. If you are gonna give me something, call it a truck, it beeter look like a truck, act like a truck, and actually be a fucking truck. That thing used over 30 litres of fuel to go to Regina and back. This is not a real truck but one of those cute little gay Colorado things. GAY to the FUCKING 10th Fucking power. Gutless as a fucking one legged fat woman on a unicylce too or fat one legged fat man. I am not gender bias, just slightly peeved here. Alright so I return from evening adventure in Regina, had a fun time as usual, I always have a fun time tho. Starting to think its me and not the people I associate with. So today FUCKING RETARDED BARBER MOTORS calls and tells me they can't fix my car and that its the stereo in it or the way it is hooked up. That is quite odd considering that has been untouched for quite sometime, and funny that it should just cause a problem now. Also funny that not a single sole, EVER noticed it except you Retarded monkey fucks. Yes I am calling bullshit. Seems they have given up on my car. Well aint that Fucking ducky. I have given up on you in life. No longer will I take even a pedal bike to get air from you guys. I will also steer people away from you as you are lazy incompetent and unless you are a FRIEND of mine, those are BAD things. So To all that read this, stay way from Barber Motors. They are lazy and incompetent and not good friends. That is all. Good day. FUCK YOU BARBERS.
