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dunmurderinI think I've hit one of those Louis Black, 'If it wasn't for my horse..." aneurysim moments...
1. Got up with intentions of taking Amy's car to the garage to get it worked on -- nothing serious, just some routine maintenance. Called car place, asked if they would have time to work on it today (we woke up at 2:30 local time, mechanic leaves at 4:30). Garage said, ehhh, no today would be a stretch. So, we decided to take it in tomorrow.
2. We go out, since we're not taking Amy's car in, and try to jump my car as the battery has died. We've never jumped a car ourselves without assistance from someone mechanically inclined. Nevertheless, we manage to do it on our own, after about five minutes of charging.
3. Car runs like a DREAM all the way over to the Aldi's that's about 10-15 minutes from our house to give the car thingy (alternator?) time to charge or otherwise do that hoo-doo it's supposed to do when you drive the car around after jumping it.
We park at Aldi's with the idea of walking over to a restaurant and getting some lunch before we shop for food. It's a nice day, we figure, get some exercise and save having to run the car too much.
4. Amy has the really good idea: hey, restart the car when you stop so we can make sure it still runs. I do this. Car does nothing. No lights, no gdugahduh sound of trying to start. Nothing.
Bugger, we say.
Crap, we say.
Now WTF do we do? we say.
Thankfully, we have our cell phone.
We head over to the nearby Super Wal-Mart and get some lunch at Subway there, since we're both hungry. I have a wrap -- which costs me 85 cents more for reasons I do not quite understand.
After lunch, we get some cash out of the ATM since I'm figuring we might have to pay for a tow truck and they don't take plastic. Then, we head over to Wal-Mart's automotive department in hopes they might be able to help us jump the car -- since I'm hoping at this point that that's all the car needs.
Success! Wal-Mart asks one of their automotive guys to go out and help us jump the car. We head over to our car and the guy comes and brings his car over and we try to jump the car.
Thankfully, he has jumper cables.
No Success! Guy goes back to Wal-mart to get a fresh battery and we try again.
No Success! Wal-Mart guy says it sounds like the car is having alternator problems. I ask should we have it towed? He says, yeahhhh...
So, we call the garage. Find out the tow will cost 60 some dollars due to towing fee and mileage back to our place. Ok, no problem! We got the money for that.
Garage lady calls back, tow will actually be 72 dollars and some change. Hey, no problem! She added wrong in her head and hey, at least she called and let us know! Tow truck will be there in 20 minutes. And at least it's daylight out and the day is a nice one.
Tow truck shows up, hooks car up and takes us a long route home -- 17.5 miles, which is a lot longer than the route we took to get there in the first place. But, considering the guy was driving a Big Ass Tow-Truck (that looked a lot like Mater's good-looking cousin) and my Big Ass Car, I can understand sticking to the highways rather than the side streets.
Guy is also very nice and we have a nice chat on the way home.
Guy backs car into a parking place for us -- and does a better job parking my car while it's hooked to the back of his truck than I can driving it myself. We pay him, we come in the house and veg a bit.
5. Good news! Amy's mom is going to help us get both cars looked at. Amy's mom is a very nice lady. Yay Amy's mom! We will make her a pie, I think. Or take her out to dinner later on.
6. We go out for groceries, get yummy foodstuffs and come home. Ahhh, finally, the long day is over! We sit, relax, eat leftovers from the fridge -- which turn out to be the nummiest food ever, probably due to the perfect sauce.
I reflect on how well I've been doing keeping my even keel throughout this crazy, f'ed up day...
Then I find out that CBS filmed "Armed & Famous" -- a show about five celebrities becoming police officers in Muncie, Indiana and my keel is no longer even. My keel is currently an MC Esher painting of an idea by Salvadore Dali. My keel is no longer Euclidian! Eric Estrada and LaToya Jackson were police officers -- reserves, sure but still they had guns and badges -- in my former college town. WTF doesn't even begin to cover it!
Auuugh...I want my keel back!
Dun.
1. Got up with intentions of taking Amy's car to the garage to get it worked on -- nothing serious, just some routine maintenance. Called car place, asked if they would have time to work on it today (we woke up at 2:30 local time, mechanic leaves at 4:30). Garage said, ehhh, no today would be a stretch. So, we decided to take it in tomorrow.
2. We go out, since we're not taking Amy's car in, and try to jump my car as the battery has died. We've never jumped a car ourselves without assistance from someone mechanically inclined. Nevertheless, we manage to do it on our own, after about five minutes of charging.
3. Car runs like a DREAM all the way over to the Aldi's that's about 10-15 minutes from our house to give the car thingy (alternator?) time to charge or otherwise do that hoo-doo it's supposed to do when you drive the car around after jumping it.
We park at Aldi's with the idea of walking over to a restaurant and getting some lunch before we shop for food. It's a nice day, we figure, get some exercise and save having to run the car too much.
4. Amy has the really good idea: hey, restart the car when you stop so we can make sure it still runs. I do this. Car does nothing. No lights, no gdugahduh sound of trying to start. Nothing.
Bugger, we say.
Crap, we say.
Now WTF do we do? we say.
Thankfully, we have our cell phone.
We head over to the nearby Super Wal-Mart and get some lunch at Subway there, since we're both hungry. I have a wrap -- which costs me 85 cents more for reasons I do not quite understand.
After lunch, we get some cash out of the ATM since I'm figuring we might have to pay for a tow truck and they don't take plastic. Then, we head over to Wal-Mart's automotive department in hopes they might be able to help us jump the car -- since I'm hoping at this point that that's all the car needs.
Success! Wal-Mart asks one of their automotive guys to go out and help us jump the car. We head over to our car and the guy comes and brings his car over and we try to jump the car.
Thankfully, he has jumper cables.
No Success! Guy goes back to Wal-mart to get a fresh battery and we try again.
No Success! Wal-Mart guy says it sounds like the car is having alternator problems. I ask should we have it towed? He says, yeahhhh...
So, we call the garage. Find out the tow will cost 60 some dollars due to towing fee and mileage back to our place. Ok, no problem! We got the money for that.
Garage lady calls back, tow will actually be 72 dollars and some change. Hey, no problem! She added wrong in her head and hey, at least she called and let us know! Tow truck will be there in 20 minutes. And at least it's daylight out and the day is a nice one.
Tow truck shows up, hooks car up and takes us a long route home -- 17.5 miles, which is a lot longer than the route we took to get there in the first place. But, considering the guy was driving a Big Ass Tow-Truck (that looked a lot like Mater's good-looking cousin) and my Big Ass Car, I can understand sticking to the highways rather than the side streets.
Guy is also very nice and we have a nice chat on the way home.
Guy backs car into a parking place for us -- and does a better job parking my car while it's hooked to the back of his truck than I can driving it myself. We pay him, we come in the house and veg a bit.
5. Good news! Amy's mom is going to help us get both cars looked at. Amy's mom is a very nice lady. Yay Amy's mom! We will make her a pie, I think. Or take her out to dinner later on.
6. We go out for groceries, get yummy foodstuffs and come home. Ahhh, finally, the long day is over! We sit, relax, eat leftovers from the fridge -- which turn out to be the nummiest food ever, probably due to the perfect sauce.
I reflect on how well I've been doing keeping my even keel throughout this crazy, f'ed up day...
Then I find out that CBS filmed "Armed & Famous" -- a show about five celebrities becoming police officers in Muncie, Indiana and my keel is no longer even. My keel is currently an MC Esher painting of an idea by Salvadore Dali. My keel is no longer Euclidian! Eric Estrada and LaToya Jackson were police officers -- reserves, sure but still they had guns and badges -- in my former college town. WTF doesn't even begin to cover it!
Auuugh...I want my keel back!
Dun.
