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Feeling unloved by Toyota?
Here's a post from another thread - - i think it might deserve more attention. I posted it in response to my own frustration and experiences others are having as well. if i'm alone, well, then i'm sorry for the negativity and i swear i'll do a little more soul searching as conflict is always a shared responsibility. if i'm not alone, however, i'd like to hear more -- validating why i feel so angry everytime i drive to work has been very helpful.
i don't know how to "link" to the thread or related posts, but if you look at my posts you should be able to follow this discussion. sorry for my blogging ignorance.
i'll bet you if there's a troll in the house, it works for toyota. EVOL, you have it right my friend - - you want to like your truck, but you can't because you're being slapped around by the one you want to love. it's not psych 101 exactly, but more on the grad school level. bad relationships often come from situations where there's alot to love, but there's also something that dances along the ridge of abuse. for all of you who can't quite reconcile while you feel so bad everytime you get in your tundra it's because of this syndrome. we bought the truck, it's very good on many levels but when legitimate issues arise again and again your loved one tells you you're the problem. ahhh, peace at last.
subaru and BMW know well how to love you back, and ford does too, sort-of. granted, the f-150 love fest is limited in someways, in need of some education and refinement maybe. but she's there when you come home, and willing to offer a nice backrub and a hot meal. and you don't have drive to work mad everyday.
wake up folks, toyota has taken advantage of the fact that we want to believe and the temptation looks tasty. i'm getting a divorce, and i'm inviting anybody who needs to heal to join me. good relationships come from way more than nice bodies and a hot soapy shower for two. toyota, take care and take care of that body cause you're gonna look like crap in a few short years. plus, quit interfering with my baseball season by flashing yourself like a drunken who-knows-what between every inning.
and please, toyota, challenge me here if you dare! i'll back up every word, and every circumstance. i've got the letters, images, the phone calls, the repair orders, and so on. and look forward to more in the near future. let the healing begin!
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