Some Things, Even I Cannot Do
So this lady calls to see if I can put a stereo in her Subaru, and of course I say yes, I do Subies all the time. (It’s the official car of Asheville, right?) I’m heavily booked right now, but she told me it was replacing a factory stereo with another factory stereo. No problem, I think I can squeeze her in somewhere.
But wait! Her Subie is a 2003 and she’s wanting to put in a 2014. I explain to her that Subaru has changed their wiring in the interim, and the new radio is not compatible with her older wiring. Can’t the wiring be changed? she wants to know. Well maybe it can, but it would require a lot of extra time – so I can’t squeeze her in. And she had told me she was only in town for a limited time. Sorry, says I, but I really can’t help you with that right now.
But she really wants this radio because it has bluetooth. Oh, says I, well did you get a microphone with it? Wait, what? she says, why do I need a microphone? So I explain why, and I explain that she needs a factory microphone, and that it would have to be custom mounted, and it didn’t sound like a good idea to me. I’m sorry says I, but I don’t think I can help you with this.
But she wouldn’t take no for an answer. She had already tried Best Buy and they gave her a runaround, and now I was giving her a runaround. I tried to get her to tell me how long she was going to be in town, but she wouldn’t tell me that. I had customers waiting at my counter and I was doing work for another customer, so I told her a third time that I couldn’t help her.
I hate to be rude to people, and I did say I was sorry each time, but clearly she didn’t like it. I hate to disappoint as well, but honestly, there are some things even I cannot do.
