I had to take my useless car in for servicing (yet again), and they still have not diagnosed the problem. The worst part about it is that I look like a raving lunatic. I couldn’t duplicate the problem when I went on a road test with the technician. But of course as soon as I [...]
I had to take my useless car in for servicing (yet again), and they still have not diagnosed the problem. The worst part about it is that I look like a raving lunatic. I couldn’t duplicate the problem when I went on a road test with the technician. But of course as soon as I had gotten back to work, there was the noise. For the freakin’ love. I’m really not crazy, guys…there is something wrong with my car. God didn’t bless me with good looks, charm, or any other macho ability…but the least he could have done for my overwhelming machismo would have been to give me the gift of auto mechanics. I can change a tire, or a windshielf wiper…heck, I can even pump gas. But that’s as far as I go. Why, God, why?
So, I talked the guy into giving me a rental (you understand, this is against policy)…but he gave me one anyway after I laid down the law. Ever driven a rental car before? The ones they have a Drew Ford in La Mesa are pretty nice. They actually use new vehicles in their fleet, so they still look, feel, and drive nice. Last time, I rented an 05 Mustang, but today they gave me an 05 Focus. These cars can zip around! The point of my rambling: these cars are in a sad state. They are new cars, but they are used. What this means for Joe Car Renter: their smell borders on stankyness. It’s like a new car smell mixed in with some sort of funk. It’s sort of new, and sort of old; kinda like if you were to spray a few spritzes of Pleasures or Happy (two of my personal favorites on a girl) over a pile of trash. The overwhelming stank would just overpower the beautiful aroma…you can still sense that the perfume is there, but it’s losing the battle. :(
Ever notice how rappers have the tendancy to spell things out?? I noticed this as I was listening to some ghetto fabulous music today in my stanky rental car. But seriously, it’s like their talking in code…what happened to just saying what you mean to say? I wonder if some of these rappers actually applied themselves in school, perhaps participated in a spelling bee or two. How do you spell dog? Why it’s D-to the Double-G, of course. Dog. Don’t be a fool. Stay in school.
I just worked on a file today where the borrower’s last name was Borg. I couldn’t help but be reminded of Star Trek: TNG and how the Borg almost got away with kidnapping Captain Picard. That would have been a tragic day for us all. Resistance may be futile, but somehow I can’t quite give in to my hunger pains…so off to dinner I go.
Aren’t you glad you tuned in? :)