It's not so coolant....
Ok so my friday was normal untill around 330pm when this occured so here is Melissa's account of our afternoon.
(remember this is Melissa talking and this story is 100% true not even kidding)
"so, my car needs collant, also called antifreeze, so it doesn't overheat. i cant drive it til i get some. so my adorable little Margot and i decide to walk over to the Wilson Farms mini-mart down the street from campus. we buy the stuff, thinking we're such smart girls. a half hour later we're sitting in my car, reading the manual, screaming becasue we dont have the right kind of collant. its supposed to be red, apparently, and needs to be "DEX-COOL." so Margot and i still arent convinced we cant use it (even though the manual said in bright red lettering something like "if you use this the right kind your car will explode and kill everyone within a ten mile radius") so we open the hood of the car to see what color the old stuff is. first we cant get the hood to stay up, then we cant get the cap off the resevior-thingy. then, we see that, yes, the coolant is very low, and, yes, it does need to be red. oh yes, and it also smells like ass. so we get another bright idea--lets go into the center of sketchville elmira at sunset and see if the sketchy gas station has any. so we power-walk down there, praying it doesnt start to rain again. first we stop at the palace of all sketchyness- The Weis supermarket. Nothing. then we scamper across the street to the wierd gas station--still no "Dex-Cool." then we decide to cross the very busy street and go to the drug store to look. well, we see 2 other ppl trying to cross the street so we get behind them. Margot crosses the street easily. i get stuck in teh middle of teh street w/ cars coming from all sides. in Eckard we find this antifreeze that says it works for absolutely all cars. Margot's all for buying it and going home. i say we dont even know what color it is though. so margot sits down on this randomely placed latter with the gallon jug on her lap, rips the cap off and slices the aluminum seal with her fingernail. it was clear. we need red. after all this, still no god damn antifreeze. so we start our treck back. then margot's like "hey, lets stop at this other wilson farms, just in case." so we go to the scariest, most gheetto mini-mart known to man. there is a wierd guy trying to talk to us in the parking lot and margot and i just pretend to be blind and deaf and hurrry into the store. this was the only time ive ever heard rap music in a grocery store. so, anyways, getting dark, sketchness every where, very cold, and still no collant. so we finally go back to our nice warm safe dorm and try to find it online. for a fucking hour we googled it and scoured wal-marts web site. driver's ed should focus less on parrallel parking and more on how to navigate Wal-Mart's web site when looking for car shit. so, three hours later, we accomplished nothing. wow, if more women designed cars, this wouldnt have been this difficult--car care products wouldnt depend on colors and have gay names.
oh yeah, i almost forgot, margot and i were also honked at--makes me ill"
so yeah that was my friday....hahaha way to much fun and yeah so as an antidote to this afternoon we had 4 rootbeer floats and ate around 36 chicken wings:-D hehehe it was good shit
(remember this is Melissa talking and this story is 100% true not even kidding)
"so, my car needs collant, also called antifreeze, so it doesn't overheat. i cant drive it til i get some. so my adorable little Margot and i decide to walk over to the Wilson Farms mini-mart down the street from campus. we buy the stuff, thinking we're such smart girls. a half hour later we're sitting in my car, reading the manual, screaming becasue we dont have the right kind of collant. its supposed to be red, apparently, and needs to be "DEX-COOL." so Margot and i still arent convinced we cant use it (even though the manual said in bright red lettering something like "if you use this the right kind your car will explode and kill everyone within a ten mile radius") so we open the hood of the car to see what color the old stuff is. first we cant get the hood to stay up, then we cant get the cap off the resevior-thingy. then, we see that, yes, the coolant is very low, and, yes, it does need to be red. oh yes, and it also smells like ass. so we get another bright idea--lets go into the center of sketchville elmira at sunset and see if the sketchy gas station has any. so we power-walk down there, praying it doesnt start to rain again. first we stop at the palace of all sketchyness- The Weis supermarket. Nothing. then we scamper across the street to the wierd gas station--still no "Dex-Cool." then we decide to cross the very busy street and go to the drug store to look. well, we see 2 other ppl trying to cross the street so we get behind them. Margot crosses the street easily. i get stuck in teh middle of teh street w/ cars coming from all sides. in Eckard we find this antifreeze that says it works for absolutely all cars. Margot's all for buying it and going home. i say we dont even know what color it is though. so margot sits down on this randomely placed latter with the gallon jug on her lap, rips the cap off and slices the aluminum seal with her fingernail. it was clear. we need red. after all this, still no god damn antifreeze. so we start our treck back. then margot's like "hey, lets stop at this other wilson farms, just in case." so we go to the scariest, most gheetto mini-mart known to man. there is a wierd guy trying to talk to us in the parking lot and margot and i just pretend to be blind and deaf and hurrry into the store. this was the only time ive ever heard rap music in a grocery store. so, anyways, getting dark, sketchness every where, very cold, and still no collant. so we finally go back to our nice warm safe dorm and try to find it online. for a fucking hour we googled it and scoured wal-marts web site. driver's ed should focus less on parrallel parking and more on how to navigate Wal-Mart's web site when looking for car shit. so, three hours later, we accomplished nothing. wow, if more women designed cars, this wouldnt have been this difficult--car care products wouldnt depend on colors and have gay names.
oh yeah, i almost forgot, margot and i were also honked at--makes me ill"
so yeah that was my friday....hahaha way to much fun and yeah so as an antidote to this afternoon we had 4 rootbeer floats and ate around 36 chicken wings:-D hehehe it was good shit