I had a horrible experience with a Monro brake shop a few years ago. The brakes on my car started squeaking, and after having learned my lesson about waiting too long to replace my brakes (after destroying a pair of rotors on a previous car), I took it in pretty quickly to have the brakes checked. Now, I hadn’t noticed any actual problems with the braking, just a squeaking that I took to be a warning that they’d need to be replaced soon.
I took it to Monro on my lunch hour to have them check it out. After about 20 minutes, they delivered the bad news: my front left brake was completely frozen, the right brake was metal on metal, and I’d need a new set of calipers and rotors. I think the total estimate was $960. Well, I was a broke schlub and certainly didn’t have anything close to a grand laying around so I climbed back in my car, clutching my quote, and drove back to work wondering if my brakes would fail.
I was lamenting this in the smoking area when one of my coworkers offered to do the change for me. If I bought the parts, he’d replace them. So I went back to my desk, ordered the parts that I would need, and that weekend we met up to get it done.
Luckily, we first only bought the brake pads, as he figured he might as well take a look at the situation before I forked over my money for the parts. He had no problem getting the brakes out (which, to my untrained mind, seemed a bit surprising considering one of the brakes was supposed to be “frozen”). He pulled out the pads and started laughing. He slid out from under the car, holding both an old brake pad and a new one. He asked me to tell him which was which.
I couldn’t tell, because I’m a dingbat. That, and they looked pretty much identical. Turns out, my brake pads were in almost perfect condition (I had only owned the car for about 2 months, so I had no idea whether they’d been recently replaced) with plenty of life left in them. No damage to my rotors, no frozen anything, calipers in perfect condition. The diagnosis? Probably a little brake dust that caused the squeaking.
He replaced the brakes anyway just to make the day worth the effort. He ended up saving me over five hundred dollars in additional parts that I wouldn’t have needed, not to mention over $800 in not paying Monro to do it. Of course, he did introduce me to an eternity of headache and hassle as I tried to get Monro to do something about the fact that I had been blatantly lied to, but despite repeated calls, letters to head offices, and persistent follow ups, nothing ever came of it.
The bastards. I don’t know if it was because I am a woman, or because I seemed like an easy mark for wanting my brakes checked when they were in perfect condition. All I know is that they tried very hard to part me from my hard earned money, and had I not bitched about it at work, I might have actually given it to them.
I try to be a savvy customer when it comes to getting work done on my car. When I had the problem with the previous car with the rotors being worn down, I made them show me the rotors so that I could actually see the damage. Not that I had any real doubts in that instance - the grinding noise was a pretty good clue that things were pretty bad. I would have asked Monro to do the same had they actually done the repairs, but now that I think about it, what’s to stop them from just showing me someone else’s damaged parts? If they’ll lie about the condition of my brakes, I’m pretty sure they wouldn’t blink at showing me damaged goods that werent actually mine.