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My car committed suicide.
See, the transmission was broke and we were getting it fixed. Actually, the transmission was broke AGAIN and we were getting it fixed. It sat at the garage for about two weeks waiting for the transmission to come in. It got fixed today. The mechanic drove it out into the lot to warm it up. Then he went in to call me and tell me that it was done.
When he looked out, the car was on fire.
Yep. My car now is nothing more than a large lump of melted junk. Newly repaired and rather expensive melted junk.
I'm heading off to go look at it now. And see if there is anything in the trunk that is salvageable.
My life is way to interesting sometimes.
More later.
See, the transmission was broke and we were getting it fixed. Actually, the transmission was broke AGAIN and we were getting it fixed. It sat at the garage for about two weeks waiting for the transmission to come in. It got fixed today. The mechanic drove it out into the lot to warm it up. Then he went in to call me and tell me that it was done.
When he looked out, the car was on fire.
Yep. My car now is nothing more than a large lump of melted junk. Newly repaired and rather expensive melted junk.
I'm heading off to go look at it now. And see if there is anything in the trunk that is salvageable.
My life is way to interesting sometimes.
More later.
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Date: 2003-06-04 04:54 pm (UTC)From:Not sure how the whole "pay for the repairs that he just did on the car" thing will work out yet.
*sob*
Not thinking about it right now.