Exactly two weeks ago I set out on a drive north, to deliver a car I was giving to my son. As has become my custom, I traveled en femme for most of the 1400 mile journey. Most of the time the main challenges are boredom and white line fever, but this trip was different.
As I passed through Muskogee Ok, my car started missing badly. I sputtered along for a few miles before finding a GM dealership where I sought help. I barely made it to the service bay doors before the engine abruptly came to a halt.
The service manager greeted me warmly and sympathetically, not showing any recognition, surprise or concern. He courteously went about his business, invited me to wait in the customer lounge while they diagnosed the problem. An older coupe seated in the lounge paid me no mind, and I didn't notice any reactions, negative or otherwise, from the other staff.
A half hour later the Service Manager had the problem identified(a faulty rotor cap) and in less than 90 minutes the car was fixed and I was on my way. Every step of the way I was treated like a lady and I really, really appreciated both the prompt service and their courtesy.
All of this in a small Ok town A few miles north of Muskogee! place where even squares can have a ball!
Barbie 
Originally Posted by Anne2345
As they would have said in "Fargo" - "You betcha!" 
Jill 
