Why Holeshot has lost my business forever (the getting fucked around thread)
I dropped Scoot on the trailer at Taupo on September 26th, and if I had of known what was ahead of me I would have gone postal and kicked the shit out it then and there...
Anyhow, I digress.
Dropped the bike. Made a claim. Got told to turn up to Holeshot (who I stupidly named as the repairer). Parts guy made a note of the VIN and priced up the parts.
Assessor said that the bike needed to be assessed by the workshop manager. Which would have been fine if the guy was ever there. I went back in five times, and finally the assessor tied the guy down, and the bike was assessed.
Turns out they're going to repair the panel, not happy considering I pay for full insurance, and the damage aside, there's not a single scratch on Scoot...
Finally got the go-ahead from the assessor, dropped the bike off last Wednesday.
Dropped in this morning after expecting the repair to be pretty much completed, they haven't started on the bike. The workshop manager tells me that the bike isn't even booked in, he hasn't called the assessor etc etc...
That is so fucked. This process has taken since late September. I lost patience and after having a rant at Jamie (one of the owners), I'm picking Scoot up tomorrow.
Now, I've run a chain of retail stores, and when I was GM, if someone had of had this happen, I would have bent over backwards to get it sorted without the need for several visits, or no action at all.
This is so fucking piss poor.
So, no more visits to Holeshot for AlpineStars stuff. No more servicing in their workshop. Definitely won't be spending my next bonus cheque on a new 750 in their store. I've spent literally thousands on stuff over the years and a couple of their guys are decent sorts, but...
It’s diametrically opposed to the sanitised existence of the Lemmings around me in the Dilbert Cartoon hell I live in; it’s life at full volume, perfect colour with high resolution and 10,000 watts of amplification.
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