“I used to work at a Nissan dealership.
I remember this time a lady bought a car and asked the salesman what all she needed to do to keep it in good condition. The salesman explained to her that nothing needed to be done to the car for the next five thousand miles. He then instructed her to bring the car back to the dealership for scheduled maintenance. The lady seemed to comprehend this well at the time. She thanked him and left.
A couple of hundred miles later, here comes her new car being towed into our lot. The car wouldn’t start and we were puzzled as to what could have gone so wrong within this short a time span. After checking over everything we suspected, we had one last resort. After putting gas in the tank and turning the keys, the car started right up.
After this, we gave the lady a call and explained to her that her car was simply out of gas. She gives us an attitude and then says, ‘I’ll be right there.’
It didn’t take her long to come storming into the dealership. She demands to speak with the salesman who helped her just those few days before, and of course, she also demands a manager. They both come front and center while she begins to have a full-on temper tantrum about the salesman informing her that she didn’t have to do anything to the car for five thousand miles. ‘Now your mechanics tell me I have to put gas in it!’ She continues to rant nonstop.
I wish I could tell you that I was joking. I was hoping there was some kind of hidden camera, or perhaps a camera crew waiting to barge in to inform us we had gotten pranked. But no. This lady legitimately thought she didn’t have to do a single thing to her car, including topping it off with gas for five thousand miles.”