Let There Be Light (FrickinFrakinFruckin...)
I've mentioned a previous battle with my car's headlight. I've mentioned how even shaddowshoes, with his smaller hands and far, far superior mechanical skills had a tough time with the retaining mechanism of the headlight.
So this time around, I figured, "Screw trying to get my bear paw in there...I'm taking the entired light housing out and working on it where I have room!"
Even if I wanted to try dorking with the headlight without taking the housing out, I couldn't because the filling tube for the washer fluid is placed in a position where you can't reach some screws with even I midget screwdriver. (I'm guessing some designer was told by some marketing person, "Put something in the way so when headlights go out, people have to come to the dealership to change the bulb. And if they figure out a way around that, come up with a wacky retaining thingy that will drive people crazy!")
After losing the retaining thingy in the headlight housing a couple times and shaking the thing and telling myself, "It's just plastic. Don't hurt it. It's just plastic and a little metal and it doesn't know any better," I finally got the headlight all together. I went down and installed the housing, only bending a fingernail back, but not enough to make me shout a real expletive. Instead, I seriously said something like, "FrickinFrakinFruckin..."
But I did it! I got everything back together and went to check the light.
And there was light! I felt testosterone coursing through my body! I grew a beard right there on the spot!
That's when I realized the other headlight had gone out!
It's too dark to go get another headlight, but when it comes time to change that thing, I'll know what to frickinfrakinfruckin do!
So this time around, I figured, "Screw trying to get my bear paw in there...I'm taking the entired light housing out and working on it where I have room!"
Even if I wanted to try dorking with the headlight without taking the housing out, I couldn't because the filling tube for the washer fluid is placed in a position where you can't reach some screws with even I midget screwdriver. (I'm guessing some designer was told by some marketing person, "Put something in the way so when headlights go out, people have to come to the dealership to change the bulb. And if they figure out a way around that, come up with a wacky retaining thingy that will drive people crazy!")
After losing the retaining thingy in the headlight housing a couple times and shaking the thing and telling myself, "It's just plastic. Don't hurt it. It's just plastic and a little metal and it doesn't know any better," I finally got the headlight all together. I went down and installed the housing, only bending a fingernail back, but not enough to make me shout a real expletive. Instead, I seriously said something like, "FrickinFrakinFruckin..."
But I did it! I got everything back together and went to check the light.
And there was light! I felt testosterone coursing through my body! I grew a beard right there on the spot!
That's when I realized the other headlight had gone out!
It's too dark to go get another headlight, but when it comes time to change that thing, I'll know what to frickinfrakinfruckin do!