About 6 months ago I dutifully took my car in to Wayne Lloyd’s Tyre & Mechanical for a major service. I decided to use a local business instead of the dealer because I don’t lay golden eggs (even at Easter and when full of foily goodness), and because I was being a good citizen.
Sod that.
That mechanic charged me $280 to keep my car for hours longer than promised, NOT fix my misfire, and as it turns out now that I’ve had my dad take a look – do absolutely nothing.
Wait, that’s not true. He pumped up one tyre to bursting point and put in about half a litre too much oil.
I didn’t trust them to correct their mistakes, even then. I had my brother drain the excess oil and I corrected my own tyre pressure. The drained oil wasn’t fresh. I suspect they had just poured in an engine full and forgotten to drain it first. I limped home and left it there until I could get out to buy and fit my own replacement ignition cable, which the mechanic obviously hadn’t checked.
I was charged for:
- 4 x platinum spark plugs
- fully synthetic oil
- air filter
- fuel filter
- oil filter
- an ugly sticker on my back windscreen
- having a vagina
What I received:
- Inconvenience
- Stress
- Worry
The parts they claimed to replace are obviously still years and years old. There’s no possibility this mechanic did their job. Do I recommend Wayne Lloyd Tyre and Mechanical? Hell no. The only thing in their favour is the Red Rooster next door.
Tomorrow Dad and I will go out and get replacement parts. Here’s the difference – he will actually install them. I know, shock horror!
When I drive home on Tuesday it will be like driving a new car. Just incredibly dirty still.

