This was suggested by liv, and I've never read this sort story by Rick, so yeah
^^^^^^^
"They're out of warranty," the god explained. "Hephaestus made them for me back in the old days, and they worked fine...until the day after their two-thousand-year warranty expired. Then, naturally, WHAM! The fourth one goes haywire and runs off to the big city." He gestured in the general direction of Manhattan. "Of course I tried to complain to Hephaestus, but he's all, 'Well, did you have my Protection Plus package?' An I'm like, 'I didn't want your stupid extended warranty!' And he acts like it's my fault the celedon broke, and says if I'd bought the plus package, I could've had a dedicated service hotline, but—"
–The Singer of Apollo by Rick Riordan
^^^^^^^^^^^^
STOP COMPLAINING, APOLLO
(I'm assuming that Apollo is the one complaining, kay?)
But really, you should always go for warranty, and after the warranty is up, it's not really Hephaestus's fault. AND IT'S BEEN TWO THOUSAND YEARS, DUDE.
MY STUFF USUALLY BREAKS IN LIKE A YEAR OR LESS.
YOU'LL SURVIVE.
