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Apr. 5th, 2008 10:31 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
My car broke. I left work all ready to drive home, go to the store for some groceries and then go home for some RP. I get the car, turn the key and nothing. Well, no, not nothing. The lights come on, the radio comes on, the oil, battery and check engine lights come on. The engine makes a very low mechanical noise and then klunk.
I try again. Same fucking thing.
I curse the car and try again. Same thing. It blows.
Now my insurance has a roadside assistance built into it but no number to dial. I don't have AAA. And since it's Friday, the co-workers I would feel okay asking to drive me home/let me use their AAA to get my car towed are off. Fantastic.
So I called
timberwolfblues because, despite everything, we've managed to stay friends. He agrees to come get me.
I head inside and tell co-workers about the car. They say it sounds like the starter.
timberwolfblues shows up. We wait for the AAA battery truck. He checks the battery and then says the problem sounds like the starter. We wait for the tow truck.
I finally get home after 3am.
Yarg. I bought myself a fancy new cell phone last weekend because the old one was years and years old and the case was beginning to crack. Every single time I spend money on something I want, something I need fucking breaks. It blows.
This year blows.
I try again. Same fucking thing.
I curse the car and try again. Same thing. It blows.
Now my insurance has a roadside assistance built into it but no number to dial. I don't have AAA. And since it's Friday, the co-workers I would feel okay asking to drive me home/let me use their AAA to get my car towed are off. Fantastic.
So I called
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I head inside and tell co-workers about the car. They say it sounds like the starter.
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I finally get home after 3am.
Yarg. I bought myself a fancy new cell phone last weekend because the old one was years and years old and the case was beginning to crack. Every single time I spend money on something I want, something I need fucking breaks. It blows.
This year blows.