On September 27, 2011, I contacted three moving truck rental companies, to obtain the best deal for a November 2011 move. After weighing the bids, and supposed perks, I decided on Penske. I spent a great amount of time on the telephone with a nice young lady, as she secured the deposit, and gave me pertinent information. On the morning of November 11, 2011, I drove to the local day-labor location, to hire persons to assist me in moving. I then arrived at the Penske location, which is listed as Dino's Storage, to pick up the moving truck at 8:50 AM, ten minutes prior to my pick up time. The Penske sign and Dino's Storage is on the west side of the building. At 9:05, there was still no sign of life in the building. I called the number listed on the door, and a grumpy man informed me that I was at the wrong door, and that I needed to walk around the corner and up the hill to the east side of the building, where I would find Landmark Realty.
Frustrated, I went to the the Landmark Realty office at 9:10, where I watched two women sitting at the front desk argue about something for 2 minutes, without even acknowledging that I was there. As I impatiently waited for them to finish, I looked around the huge office to see multiple monitors in which I saw my vehicle. I was more incensed, because I realized that if I could see my vehicle on the monitors, the persons in the office could see me sit there waiting on someone to open the Penske/Dino office. One woman finally acknowledged me, and we began the process of signing paperwork. The woman only asked three questions.
The first question was "may I help you?" The second question was "do you have your driver's license", and the third question was "do you want to purchase insurance". The rest of the conversation was "sign here, sign here, sign here". By this time, it is 9:25 AM, and I am extremely frustrated with the lack of customer care. The woman directed me to the truck, which was right next to where my vehicle was parked. I asked her if she was going to document the damage on the vehicle, and she stated that there should not be any damage. I told her that prior to coming in, I noted an immense amount of hail damage on the vehicle. Seemingly bothered, she gathered her coat and went out into the cold to document the damage.
The gas tank was full when I started the truck. By the time I arrived at my home, which was a few miles, the gas tank showed 3/4 full. The brakes were grinding. I also rented a two-car dolly to tow my Nissan Pathfinder. I called Penske to get assistance, and spoke to three different people before someone was kind enough to give me the correct number to call. By this time, it is 9:50 AM. The man that I spoke with told me that he would call me back, and so I waited. At 11:00 AM, I paid the day-labor persons, and sent them on their way. I then called Penske again, and asked to speak to a supervisor. That request was one that was never honored. The first transfer was to a man who claimed that he was not a supervisor, but a part-time employee. He was nice enough to transfer me to someone that knew who I should speak to. At 11:50, I finally had a new truck to load. Frustrated, I was 3 hours late with my moving process.
After loading the vehicle, and getting on the road, I noticed that the vehicle struggled on inclines. I also noted that I was spending an exorbitant amount of money on gas. Upon a needlessly slow arrival to Green Bay, Wisconsin from Omaha, Nebraska, I tried to drive my car off of the two-car dolly, just to find that my reverse was not working. It was then that my new neighbor asked me if I had removed my drive shaft prior to towing. I was flabbergasted, because I did not know that I needed to remove it. I called Penske, and the woman that I spoke to told me that she had signed documentation of my notification. I was livid. I was so frustrated at the time of pick up, and the ineptness of the rental team, that I signed the documentation without reading it. I escalated my call to Jenna, the district supervisor for the Green Bay area.
She told me that she was going to investigate, and she would call me back. She stated that at the time that I made the reservation, I should have been told that I needed to remove the drive shaft. I informed her that no employee of Penske ever told me, that I needed to remove the drive shaft. When she called me back the next day, she stated that the recording of my conversation with the reservation agent was reviewed, and she verified that the agent never mentioned that I needed to have the drive shaft removed.
I filed a claim with Penske, but the the claim was denied, because I did not purchase the towing Insurance. The only insurance that was offered was the standard insurance. It further stated that Section 7 of the Towing Equipment Rider states that Penske is not liable for any damage. Prior to leaving Omaha, I was secure in having a home and a car. Upon arriving in Omaha, I found myself in unfamiliar surroundings with no vehicle, and am now subject to riding less-than-reliable public transportation. This has been life-changing, because it has left me only able to take a job that is on the bus route, and makes it almost impossible to get a second job, because of the wait time and travel time of the bus system.
I find it amazing and atrocious that a multimillion dollar business cares so little about their clientele, that they would not make right the wrongs that they could have averted. Penske will never receive my money again. I just phoned Penske again to see if they would be willing to resolve this matter. I am awaiting a call back. If the answer is no, I will consider filing a lawsuit. And after the lawsuit is over, I will consider resorting to other methods. I have over 1,300 Facebook friends whom I can tell this story to. If 50% of those friends tell 100 people, that is my word-of mouth, reaching 65,000 people. If each of those people tell at least 25 people, I can effectively reach 1,625 000 people. My bill was approximately $650. If that is an average bill, then this little $3,000 transmission can possibly cost Penske $1,056,250,000. The consequences are that, I am left to struggle to buy a new vehicle, while having to ride public transportation, waiting for the city bus in sub-freezing temperatures. The $3,000 price tag of fixing my vehicle, that is not worth $3,000, is more than I could bear.
