the dola b chronicles. if you have real problems, don't read this.
because all i'm going to do is whine and sound totally spoiled.
my parents are giving away my volvo.
:(
it's MY car. i paid for a decent chunk of it, it was a gift. i cleaned every nook and cranny of dola b, got rid of any mold, dust, trash. i kept it super clean. i slept in my trunk, i polished my cracked leather seats, i installed new speakers.
and they have decided to give it to my dad's friend from work, without even consulting me.
this is total bullshit.
to be fair though, my dad's work friend gave us the suburban for free. but this man goes through cars like condoms, always using them and getting rid of them. i don't want dola to end up as a parts car, she runs well, just has a cracked head gasket.
what's bad about dola:
she's from 1988
the back window wiper works sparatically
she could use new tires
you can't unlock it from the passenger exterior lock
she has to get a new head gasket
she fishtails in the snow (really i should have put sandbags in the trunk)
she needs a new oil pan
and that's it.
that's not that awful.
i bet if we fixed her, she'd run well for many more years.
i guess the camry is a better car (the car i drive currently) but i honest to god, fucking HATE it. i try to convince myself otherwise. but it's so common, i lose it in parking lots SO often, when i try locking it but a door hasn't been shut it locks and then immediately unlocks. the windows in the back don't go down evenly, it's a curved piece of glass that shows, which means if you have to puke, you have to be in the front seat. it accelerates poorly, almost redlining when i push it. (dola, even old, picked up her skirts and fucking booked it.) it smells funny when it's damp outside. there's no back window wiper.
it has no personality, it's just something that gets me from a to b.
very very sad right now, but it's christmas eve and i just got all my rant out so i'm going to cheer up.
happy christmas everybody.
my parents are giving away my volvo.
:(
it's MY car. i paid for a decent chunk of it, it was a gift. i cleaned every nook and cranny of dola b, got rid of any mold, dust, trash. i kept it super clean. i slept in my trunk, i polished my cracked leather seats, i installed new speakers.
and they have decided to give it to my dad's friend from work, without even consulting me.
this is total bullshit.
to be fair though, my dad's work friend gave us the suburban for free. but this man goes through cars like condoms, always using them and getting rid of them. i don't want dola to end up as a parts car, she runs well, just has a cracked head gasket.
what's bad about dola:
she's from 1988
the back window wiper works sparatically
she could use new tires
you can't unlock it from the passenger exterior lock
she has to get a new head gasket
she fishtails in the snow (really i should have put sandbags in the trunk)
she needs a new oil pan
and that's it.
that's not that awful.
i bet if we fixed her, she'd run well for many more years.
i guess the camry is a better car (the car i drive currently) but i honest to god, fucking HATE it. i try to convince myself otherwise. but it's so common, i lose it in parking lots SO often, when i try locking it but a door hasn't been shut it locks and then immediately unlocks. the windows in the back don't go down evenly, it's a curved piece of glass that shows, which means if you have to puke, you have to be in the front seat. it accelerates poorly, almost redlining when i push it. (dola, even old, picked up her skirts and fucking booked it.) it smells funny when it's damp outside. there's no back window wiper.
it has no personality, it's just something that gets me from a to b.
very very sad right now, but it's christmas eve and i just got all my rant out so i'm going to cheer up.
happy christmas everybody.