whiskey tango foxtrot car

[threeplusfire]

So, for most of the day the car showed no signs to the mechanics. It wouldn't give them any codes, wouldn't do anything weird. They told me to come pick it up. Half an hour later, they call me and tell me the car had an electronic freak out three times in a row. They have no idea what it is doing. Because they have no idea, they can't give me a rental car. They are keeping my car for tomorrow at the very least, in which they hope to figure out what demon is in my machine. They may or may not fix the car tomorow, in which case I may be completely without it until Monday.

I am going to try to borrow my mother's car so I can go to work tomorrow.

My upstairs neighbors are blasting their damned stereo. Some of my mother neighbors lost a dog or something, and have been wandering around outside screaming at the top of their lungs. It's cold. I don't have groceries for the weekend.

This is so fucking stupid. I think I could cry from sheer frustration. Damn it damn it damn it.

Comments

[alainn-sorcha.livejournal.com]

Okay, that's super annoying.

Your crazy car should get together with my crazy car for a pow wow. Whatever mysterious rattle the dealer was never able to find, and then that went away for a year, has reappeared.