I have to say that I received excellent service from a dealer in Yreka, California - a town of less than 10,000 people. They did my first oil change and tire rotation and were accommodating, accurate and polite.
I took the Enclave to my purchasing dealer and it took 3 trips, (34 mile roundtrips,) to get the windshield wiper motor replaced and to make sure that the tire pressure monitor matched the actual pressure in the tires. The first service advisor I dealt with wasn't prepared, even though I made a specific appointment for the windshield wiper motor, along with an oil change. He didn't know about the recall and had to find it, order the part and send me back home, telling me he would call me when the part came in. Well, he did call fairly promptly. I couldn't get back in for about 1 1/2 weeks and then I called and made an appointment. When I arrived, he was gone for the week, so another service advisor, which I liked better helped me, but he noted there was no appointment listed, nor any part on hold. He finally found the part in the retail parts department. They evidently put back into inventory. After several hours in the waiting room, where the TV wasn't working, he came forth and announced that there was a nut that needed to be put onto this motor and they would have to order it. So, another trip in to get it fixed. This time they gave me a free rental car for a day.
While this was going on, the first trip rendered my tire pressure monitor to read 39 and 40 pounds PSI on cooled tires. I asked them on the second trip to calibrate the monitor to the actual pressure. Again, I came away with 39 and 40 PSI. When the service advisor called, I mentioned it and he told me he found out that the tire tech had filled the tires with that much air, rather then keeping them at the recommended 35 PSI. What a dufus. He had overinflated my tires. So, needless to say, I wasn't happy. Bottom line my tire pressure monitor is accurate and they put 35 PSI into my cold tires. Then proceeded to educate me on how hot tires have higher pressure. Really! They could all be my children. There is something about being a woman that makes men think we don't know these things. But, then I guess that comes well deserved at times. Grammas son, father and grandfather have all been journeyman mechanics, so I was somewhat educated. My grandfather went to one of the first mechanic schools in Kansas City back in 1915. The generation skipped me (which is ok with me).
So, do I look for another dealer???