We bought a minivan on Saturday. Finally. After days and days of looking, comparing, driving ourselves and each other nuts, we finally found the "perfect" van. It's not exactly the same level of perfection as that "dream van" I told you about, but it was close enough for me. It's an ugly gold color, but who cares? I won't be riding on the outside of the van looking at the color. It was the last new o7 they had left and they were trying to get it off the lot, so we got a new van at a used price. SWEET!
No. Not sweet... Today we had one heck of a thunderstorm while driving home from the store- a real toad choker, as we say in these here parts. Water was coming in from all over the freakin' place; a steady trickle dripping in through an electrical button thingy up at the top by the compass, and another trail of drips coming in from down under the glove compartment somewhere, soaking the carpet. Can we all say a great big "OH, FRAP" on my behalf, please? We're going to call the car saleman guy tomorrow and I hope Darrell rips him a new one. I'm so mad. When it rains, it pours. Bad pun. Sorry. This crisis has thrown off my sense of humor.
5 comments:
Does it happen to be Chevy Venture? We had one of those and had the same problem with water leaking in where the compass thingy is.
Hope the car dealer does right by you!
It's a Kia Sedona. I hope the car dealer does right by us too! We'll find out tomorrow, I guess. Thanks!
Thanks for stopping by and for your compliment about my blog's look.
Your son is handsome. Congratulations on his graduation! Such an exciting time.
A leaking minivan definitely does not rock.
OK, that definitely lowers my view of Kias a bit. Holy cow, that has to be covered under a Lemon Law or something, doesn't it? I sure hope the dealer gives you guys a new one or something...
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