You may remember the story - sudden engine noise, metal bits on the drainplug. Watsonian Squire kindly agreeing to collect the bike on monday (2 weeks ago)) for factory repair.
Phoned monday to say bike would be collected tuesday.
Phoned tuesday to say bike would be collected wednesday.
Wrong truck arrived wednesday, no racks, no straps. Went away again.
I called WS and said I'd be out all day thursday so don't come thursday. OK, they said.
Truck came thursday, found no one here. Went away again.
Everything closed over Easter.
Phoned WS tuesday to re-arrange. They say they'll call me back but don't.
I call again wednesday- they tell me truck will come thursday to collect bike.
I stay home thursday (today). I call WS late morning to ask when truck might arrive, as I've got a lot of work to do and ought to be at the workshop. They say they'll find out and call me back.
They do - truck will be coming early afternoon.
At 4pm I call WS and ask for the direct number to the truck depot. I call the depot. I speak to a surly half wit who insists no one's told him anything, and very unlikely that I'll see any truck from there today.
I call WS and tell them this. They say they'll call me back in a short while. I wait an hour, put on my riding gear, get on the Kawasaki and ride off into the remaining sunshine.
Check phone later. No one called. Everything now closed until tuesday.
Have I fallen into a Laurel and Hardy movie?
Do they know about the Kawasaki and are punishing me......?
Topic: Laurel & Hardy Motorbike Transport Service (Read 2414 times)