Five Routine Minutes: Just Say No To ValvolinePosted: April 13, 2011
When I go to have the oil changed in my car, I practice saying no before I get there.
The employees at the place I have this service performed are always trying to sell me something more than an oil change. They seem particularly interested in flushing and refilling stuff. I just don’t see the need for that or the other things that they want me to have. With practice and experience I have gotten pretty good at saying no to them.
They also ask me what kind of oil I want in the car. Is there that much of a difference? I tend to like the black slippery kind. Just dump some Jed Clampitt Bubblin’ Crude in and send me on my way.
I think motor oil manufacturers just put the same stuff in different color bottles. The brighter the bottle color and more outrageous the car on the label is, the more the oil on the inside costs. Someday I am going to ask for something really exotic.
The big up-sell on this visit was “green oil”. Supposedly, seventy percent of this product consists of recycled oil. The oil change guy showed me charts and graphs depicting all the ways my car and this oil would love one another. Together, my car, green oil and I can save the earth. Without us teaming up, you’re all finished.
So, naturally, I said yes. I would pay extra for green oil. I said yes while my mind screamed no. There was no accounting for it. It was almost like I had not been at the intense “just say no” practice session I’d held just minutes before. I sat in the lobby and let my buyer’s remorse fester.
It is good to help the environment. If we all don’t get serious about doing so we are certain to be in an awful fix very soon. All the same, it bugged me to pay extra to do it when seventy percent of what I paid for was recycled. They didn’t even have to get out the drill to get the oil.
I think I am the one who got drilled.
My car is saving the world. It is very socially and environmentally conscious, but I feel a little awkward driving around.