Baby come back, any kind of fool could see
There was something in everything about you
Baby come back, you can blame it all on me
I was wrong, and I just can't live without you
My Vibe is seeing the world; unfortunately it isn't with me. After handing over my car to a barely english speaking gentleman who showed up at my door, I still have yet to take delivery, leaving me stranded for a third day. The driver shows up at my door, wearing no identifiable uniform, not introducing himself, yet telling me he is here to pick up my car. We walk out to the driveway where I do not see any car transport truck. Asking him about this, he tells me that he walked from where the truck is parked, leaving it on the nearest wide street. He begins to take extensive photos of my car, as I take pictures of him and his face. After he is done, he has me sign for the photos that will be sent to my email and the company website. I then tell him that I will drive him over to his truck and walk back home myself. No name, no uniform, no paperwork and this guy wants me to just had over my key because he took some photos on his phone???? Well his truck was where he said it was and was partially filled with other cars. I turned the car over to him and watched him the entire time he loaded it on the double deck truck. He was under repeated instruction to NOT deliver the car until I get to FL on the 27th. On the 25th, he gives me a call and says that my car is ready for pickup. After repeated calls to the management company, I end up being punished for the driver not following instructions and now waiting for his return trip up from the Miami area. Reportedly, I will get my car this afternoon after 3 days of backpacking back and forth to the grocery store to bring home something to eat. Nice of them to get my car to FL in a timely fashion, but thanks for nothing. What a goat rope !!!!