Don't feel too bad. Back in 1980 I bought me one of those so called great diesel pickups, a Chevy Pickup with the 350 wanna be diesel. I closedon all the paper work, and the wife and I and the salesman were the last out of the dealership, as it was past 5:00pm, and on a hot Friday evening. I got about 1/2 mile from the dealership when it died, right in the middle of all that rush traffic. The bracket that held the AC and Alternator etc to ther motor actually broke and everything went into and through the radiator. Had to walk back to dealership, and happened by chance to see my trade in being driven off, by yep you guessed it the salesman. Mucho phone calls eventually got me towed in and MOnday I really rasied hell. Come to find out my tradein was taken to a car auction by the salesman the same day I traded, and thats where he was headed when I seen it leaving. I had complained and wanted my old K5 blazer back and thats when they told me it was already gone..........2 weeks later I get my truck back, but they did give me a loaner.......a G%$ %$#@ Plymouth Valiant. So fine you think, truck is fixed, and its another Friday afternoon, so the wife and I take it home pack it up and head to the coast. Man that truck gets some hellaceous fuel mileage. All the way to the coast and the fuel gauge hardly moved, but I had to stop and add water two darn times. It kept using up water like there wa no tomorrow. Take it to a dealership on the coast which happened to be open till noon on Saturday, only to be told that they had head problems and it would be a while until its fixed, so just keep adding water and get it back to my local dealer. Get it home and its another 2 weeks of arbitrating back and forth because head gaskets werenot covered on warranty..........duh!, I eventually win the battle but lost the war. That truck had less than 12,000 miles on it when I swapped it and every couple of days it was a problem somewhere, from tranny to engine to AC to you name it. It left me down on Christmas eve on interstate 81 out in the middle of nowehre in West Virginia when the injection pump tore up. It was cold and snowing like he%% and if it was not for a WV state trooper coming along I and the wife probably would have froze.
Good old General Motors wanna be diesels............