Everything is automated these days. My little Toyota Prius gives me a warning sign then it is time to take the car to the dealership. The Prius sits in the garage most of the time and I just take her out for a spin once a week for groceries. The dealership is always a fun sketch opportunity. Everyone is always on their digital devices, myself included.
The sales team has started using these checkups as a way to push for new car sales. I was called over to a sales agents desk and he let me know that my old Prius with its low mileage would catch a heft price. He of course wanted to sell me a new car but I have never had a problem with my Prius other than a couple of flat tires.
This was a pretty uneventful visit. On the visit before I had to change out all the tires, which was very expensive. This time it was just an oil change and a few mark ups they threw in. They were probably not needed, but Indulged them. I know they installed a new air filter in the cabin. I know that because they didn’t lock it in place right and it fell out onto the floor mat. My Prius is pampered.