So, I took my car into my friendly local mechanic for an oil change, to have the tires rotated, and to have two small nails pulled out of one, patching it if needed. Pretty simple, no? The front tires were getting a little thin and I figured I want to replace all four at once in the Fall since these "sporty" tires were sooooo bad in the snow last year.
Later. I'm at work. I get the call. 'Rear tires are shot, too worn to be rotated. Of course you should use matching tires but those are *expensive* tires! But, you're in luck, we can sell you four of these other tires for (somewhat) less. Oh, and the pH of your antifreeze is low so that needs doing, too.'
Now, I may not look like a gear head any more, but I was pretty confident those tires were NOT shot. And, unbeknownst to this guy, Mr. Lube replaced my coolant not more than two months ago. I was polite, and asked him to just do the oil and patch the tire.
Tonight I got home at a reasonable time and figured I would rotate my own damned tires using just the jack supplied with the car and the donut spare. Now, if you think about this, it requires you to jack your car up SIX TIMES to rotate your tires front to rear using this "do it yourself" method.
Well, I'm ashamed to admit that I was 75% done doing this (see above) when I realized I WAS PUTTING THE THIN TRED BACK ON THE FRONT OF THE DAMNED CAR! THE BASTARDS ROTATED THE TIRES ANYWAY WITHOUT TELLING ME AFTER TRYING TO SELL ME FOUR NEW ONES *AND* A COOLANT CHANGE!!!
That's a sweaty hour I'll never get back. Thanks a f*cken bunch, guys!
I guess it could be worse. I could have fallen for it. And at least I got to top up the air pressure in my donut spare.