Hey, guys, let me tell you about my wild ride with Sixt at LAX. Buckle up, because this one’s a doozy. So, picture this: my buddies and I were all set to kick off a 21-day road trip in a Toyota RAV4 we snagged for a sweet deal of around $650. But when we touchdown at LAX, Sixt hits us with the old “no car available” line. Classic.
They try to pawn off a beat-up van on us, and then a Ford Escape that’s seen better days. We reluctantly take the Escape, with the promise of a free upgrade waiting for us on Monday. Fast forward to Monday, we make the switch to a better ride, thinking all’s well that ends well. But oh boy, were we wrong.
When we return the wheels, we get hit with a barrage of unexpected charges. First up, a sneaky $400 for insurance they said would be on the house. Then, out of left field, they slap us with an extra $400 for an alleged “odour fee.” I mean, come on, we left the car spotless – just a few crumbs and some loose change in the console. That’s like, standard wear and tear for a three-week rental, right?
To add insult to injury, the cherry on top is the run-in with a Sixt employee on our way back. We’re unloading our gear like everyone else, and this lady comes at us guns blazing, yelling about where we parked. She even snaps a pic of our license plate like we’re public enemy number one.
Now, I might have given Sixt a pass in the past, but after this fiasco, they’ve lost me for good. I’m currently in the ring with them, disputing these absurd charges and vowing never to darken their doorstep again. And if any of you out there have tangled with Sixt over phantom odour fees, especially at LAX, hit me up. I could use some solidarity in this crazy car rental world.
So, there you have it, folks. My cautionary tale of how a seemingly smooth rental experience can take a nosedive faster than you can say “odour fee.” Stay vigilant out there, and remember, always check your bill twice – those sneaky charges might just be lurking in the fine print.
