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frustratedpilotAs in the car belonging to a family friend.
Ollie, the elderly lady for whom we wrangled television antennae earlier this year, took her 1979 Chrysler Cordoba luxury coupe in to the dealer to have the broken windshield wiper motor replaced, but they were also about to saddle her with a truckload of "scheduled maintenance" afterward, so she called us about it a few days ago. A round of phone tag later, we got her to beg off the rest of the maintenance with the dealer, and she reconnected with her usual mechanic, and then Dad and I picked up the car from the dealer to return it to her. Of course, we had to beat off prospective buyers with very large sticks. The car will get due maintenance--just at a point when Ollie can afford it.
Dad (with a dubious level of seriousness) said he'd lobby for Ollie to leave the car to me in her Will.
Ollie, the elderly lady for whom we wrangled television antennae earlier this year, took her 1979 Chrysler Cordoba luxury coupe in to the dealer to have the broken windshield wiper motor replaced, but they were also about to saddle her with a truckload of "scheduled maintenance" afterward, so she called us about it a few days ago. A round of phone tag later, we got her to beg off the rest of the maintenance with the dealer, and she reconnected with her usual mechanic, and then Dad and I picked up the car from the dealer to return it to her. Of course, we had to beat off prospective buyers with very large sticks. The car will get due maintenance--just at a point when Ollie can afford it.
Dad (with a dubious level of seriousness) said he'd lobby for Ollie to leave the car to me in her Will.
