Two and a half hours later

I took my cute little Fiat into the dealership today for a very minor repair. I was backing out of a tight parking space a few days ago and brushed my front right tire against a curb. Better the curb than the car on the other side, right? I knew I hadn't damamged anything but the next morning when I started my car a flashing light signal informed me that I needed to check the pressure in my front right tire. So I made an appointment and took it to the service department. I figured I would be in and out in a half hour, How long can it take to blow a little air into a tire?  Two and a half hours later I was finally informed that my car was ready to go.  They did indeed put some air in the tire, gave it a five mile test drive and got the sensor light to turn off. They also did a "multi point" inspection and a "Software Flash" update, whatever that is.  As I waited for my car I heard snatches of conversations at the parts desk which was near where I was sitting. After hearing one man object quite vocally after hearing that the part he wanted to buy would cost $1200.00, I was beginning to envision a mamoth bill at the end of my wait. The longer it takes the more it costs. At least that has been my experience in the past. But, hooray, hooray, it turns out everything they did was covered by my warranty. I don't mind a statement with lots of zeros on it when there are no large numbers in front of them.