Blah blah blah window…$$$… replace mechanized blah blah blah valve leak… $$$…blah..two leaks… $$$…ready two or three hours… blah blah blah…oops, found something else …$$$… gasket… $$$…exhaust… $$$ …stripped screws …$$$$… two or three hours… $$$$$$$$$$$$$
I hate fucking car repairs.
Anybody want to buy some paintings? (Hush, Shannon, I’ve painted over that canvas about eight times now trying to make myself happy with it. You WILL get it one day, I promise.)
Nothing frustrates me more than car repairs…except maybe lazy college students who’s excuses are more well thought out than their papers.
OOPS! That was Me, Gary. LOL
patience is a virtue
I didn’t say anything. 😛 But whenever you are ready, I am here. I am very patient. 🙂
I know what you mean. I took my car in to get an oil change last month and the mechanic says “what about the flat tire?” HUH? Turns out not only did I slash my rear tire on something between my house and the service station, I never even felt it. Until the bill came, that is. GULP!
I have to go to the car place before I make the trip to Arkansas. I dress like a pauper, and say “Please help me sir, for I am a single woman with no man to protect me, please check my car, and do not take all my savings, for I work with orphans, and they would like extra gruel for Christmas — please sir, I beg of you.”
Mayby I should try that, but I look damn ugly in drag. LOL
I took my car in today for an oil change, and there were 3 other women in the waiting room. All of them were talking about being there for big dollar repairs; one said that she had just come in-3 hours ago!-for an oil change, and they found all kinds of stuff wrong with her car that they were now fixing. I was very happy to get out of there without being told anything was wrong with my car.
For some reason this is always the comic of his I remember, though I liked them all.
I would be more than happy to give you $$$ for you know what (oooh, does that make you sound like a dirty hooker, or what?!)… I’m just sayin’.
Oh that sounds familiar. I know that feeling you’re feeling, and so does my Visa card. You have my complete and udder condolences. You also have to tell me the name of your mechanic, so I can avoid them!
shafted!
ugh. i feel for you.
the day before we left for mexico my car wouldn’t start right off the bat. however, it seemed to just be the battery, so i thought, no big deal since daddy & i have replaced a battery before.
well, we replaced a battery on an older car where it was simple and easy to pop in and out. volkswagen boxes everything in and hides it away so it’s all difficult to get to.
so i had to pay someone $115 to change out my battery.
i think all car manufacturers are going to make it to where only they can work on your car. that way even and oil change can cost you at least an arm and possibly a leg.