If someone can bring a car back from the dead….then why can’t they fix my Jeep?

Even more important….why can’t I fix my Jeep?

Stupid Right Hand Drive….with all it’s quirks and special needs.

I pay to have it towed.

I pay to have it fixed….twice.

And…it’s still not fixed.

I’m getting kind of ….pissed.

That’s a harsh word…but….I really am.

Give me a world where parts store parts actually work on a weird and specialized postal vehicle.

Give me that world.

Now.

And….that’s not a request.

That’s an order.

I need satisfaction.

I need to get what I pay for.

I NEEDS MAH JEEEEEEEEEEP!