I'm sitting in my motorhome on the dealership's lot waiting [im]patiently for them to replace the furnace.

I could be wrong, God knows I am a lot, but I can't help think they and I are engaged in a battle of wills.

I've been here two full days and, when they communicate with me at all, it's to tell me how busy they are.

Know what I think? I think they're hoping I'll give up and just drive off with a non-working furnace rather than continue waiting...