Sadly, I couldn't get into my regular oil change place yesterday. Since I'm about 2,000 miles overdue, I figured I should get my oil changed before driving 6 hours to visit friends in Roanoke, Virginia. This meant I had to go to my neighborhood Jiffy Lube.
I HATE Jiffy Lube.
At my regular oil change place, they never, ever try to sell me ANYTHING unless it's absolutely necessary. For instance, they'll tell me I'll die if I keep driving my car with bad brakes. (No Dad, my brakes are fine. That was just an example.)
At Jiffy Lube, they make me look under the hood with them and point out things that I need fixed. For instance, they'll say some engine part is really dirty. Riddle me this...what engine parts are clean? It's a car engine. I'm not going to be cooking eggs on it.
Today, they tried to get me to buy the expensive oil, which was $30 more. They also tried to get me to have something done to my transmission fluid, which started at $105. They did manage to talk me into having a light bulb changed and my air filter replaced. However, had I listened to them, I would have spent over $200 instead of the $50 I spent. Ugh.
To paraphrase Sarah Palin, I think Jiffy Lube is sexist. I bet they don't try to talk big burly dudes into things - especially overpriced things.