I took my car back into the dealers this morning for a couple of little things to be sorted out**. As part of the process of checking it into the service department, they popped my key into some kind of reader attached to a computer. A printout duly came out showing how many miles I had done, how much petrol was in my tank, how much engine coolant there was, how long before each of the major components (brakes, engine, gearbox, etc.) would need servicing.
The service guy saw me looking at the printout:
“It won’t be long before it can tell us how fast you’ve been driving”
I wasn’t fooled.
“I bet it tells you that already”
He smiled at me.
The sat nav already tells people where I am and where I’ve been. Is there anything else anyone needs to know about my movements? What I’ve been listening to on the stereo? The colour of my underpants?
Yes? Well, why not? They already know pretty much everything else.
....The new Maximo Park album and dark grey.
So now you know.
** some broken pixels on the sat nav screen, some ropey paintwork on the edge of the petrol cover, a small patch of warped bodywork on the side of the bonnet and a cracked key. Nothing major.
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