Say Cheese... Now Smile!

Its funny, everytime I have a day off and Carlene is involved... it somehow turns into the "WORST DAY EVER!"

For example, 3 week ago, I had a day off. My intenerary for the day, go to the eye doctor. My appointment was for 1pm, so I planned on lounging around until it was time to go. Unfortunantly, Carlene was having some problems with her car, I had to wake up extra early to follow her to get it fixed. We get back home, and I still have an hour before my appointment, so I think "YAY! Make up on my sleeping in with a little nap!" But there's a gasp of horror in the room next door and it turns out that Carlene's brand new cell phone has broken. To make matters worse, her and Sonny had been going through "brand new cell phones" like cotton balls because everytime Tmobile would send a phone, there would be something wrong with it. So it was off to the Tmobile store to get it fixed, and then finally going to my eye doctor. Then right after having lunch, I hear a scrapping noise underneath my car... turn my wheel slightly, hear a loud POP, and freak out. When I pull over, I discover that for some FREAKISH reason, my right fog light had fallen out of its socket, and I had ran over the bulb. Ugh.

Fast forward to yesterday. It was my day off and sleeping away when Carlene runs inton my room at 8:45am. Turns out that her car is acting up again on the 91 and because my phone was off, she assumed that I was dead because I wasn't answering when she wanted to have me meet her at the car place. So downstairs I go and unfortunantly now the car is COMPLETELY DEAD and we call AAA to come to our rescue. After 2 hours, they arrive and they manage to get the car working, but just in case, we take her car to the shop, and I'll follow along in my car if we need a ride back. Since Carlene felt bad about waking me up, she offered to buy my a car wash... and I took it up! Yay for carwash!!

You know something is gonna go wrong right?

So the carwash is done and Carlene and I get into the car and we're ready to drive away... until I hear scrapping on the ground. AACK! We got out, I'm on my knees and I see that there's a giant piece of plastic that's supposed to guard the wires underneath my car... broken and completely dragging on the concrete. Apparently while on the carwash track, it had been ripped out completely!

OH MY FREAKIN GOODNESS!!

Anyway, long story short (plus writing about it is making me pissy), the manager ZIP-TIED the bottom of my car together (while telling me never to get a VW because they are poorly made... you're preaching to the choir, baby!) drove it across the street to a mechanic, who then told me that the part was already falling off of the car and well... the carwash manager didn't want to pay for ANYTHING! He also kept on saying "Well, what do you need that piece for... you don't need it!" Um, ass, they wouldn't put the piece there in the first place if it wasn't NEEDED!! Nor did he refund the carwash... which wasn't THAT GREAT anyhow seeing that the dash is still dusty. But he did offer to give me 2 free carwashes that valued a whopping $20.

Thank you so much. Really.

UGH.

And so the saga with the car continues....