FUN TIMES
So as you might of come to know... fuuun times in my house often means just the oppostite... not fun times... I had some fuuun times yesterday. my car needs its brakes done, as best my description of the noise to my dad who then passed it on to our mechanic can guess. So the decision since I'm obviously not in Miami and we dont want to wait till August nore have me drive 500 miles home on sketchy brakes, was to get them done here. we can either do research for a mechanic or go to Sears since they have a waranty that is good basically everywhere there is a Sears. So Monday evening I call and made an appt to have an estimate done yesterday (tues). I was told it would take about an hour. After work I go over, get there about 10 minutes early. I'm told "the break guy is finishing up a job then will do mine and he can call with the estimate" so i remind him i dont want work done just the estimate them go sit in the waiting area wihth my books. Well after an hour I was talking to my friend from home and looking through the little window into the garage to see that my car is not even in there yet. Grumble. Ten minutes later, front desk guy comes in and tells me the brakes guy is now on a brake and i can wait or not... So I dont cause who knows how long this guys will be. I was like "I'll be back on sat, I guess there is no point in making an appt!". He was just like "the earalier the better". So now I get to go early sat morning to leave it for the day, which i figured I'd have to do to have work done but would of not wasted my time yesterday. This also means I have to get soemone else to get up and drive me home from there and either borrow a car or be dropped off and picked up from my DIS maintenence weekend shift since I havn't done one yet this summer so this weekend is mine. Yeah FUN TIMES!