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| - I've gone here for years, but not anymore. I pulled in and my car had been rained on, hadn't been washed in awhile. I bought my wash at the gas pump hoping that this would prevent the increasingly pushy upselling. Not a chance. "Are you wanting those mats steam-cleaned?" "No thank you, just a vacuum. I'm in a hurry." "What about a detail?" "No just the wash, thanks." "I could make you a deal for later, cuz you know you (sic) really needing one, right?" "Thanks, I have a detailer who's also a friend." "You better be calling your friend, then!" I won't share what I said under my breath, but I'm sure you can imagine. As their final act of defiance, they left some easily vacuumable pieces on my driver's side mat. The guys at the front of the line should take a lesson from the guys at the end of the line - the finishers. They are awesome, hard-working, and humble. Sadly, too little, too late...
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