Non-travel Log
So, Saturday I go to get the car "looked at" after getting a jump and driving her home on Friday.
I try to have AutoZone test, charge, and retest my battery, but Chrysler decided to hide the battery under 8 layers of mechanics, so Auto Zone won't touch it.
But, as often times happens in the hood, a friendly specialist had peeped game before the AZ employee had a chance to walk away and offered to get a the battery and remove it for me for . . . $5. You know that's a crack-head rate!
Anyway, Daddy encouraged me to let him do it. It took forever and almost killed the man, but he did it. After charging, the battery read good, so we had the "friendly neighborhood specialist" put it back in and drove off. Dad and I paid him $40.
So, that's cool, right? I go about my business on Saturday, and then comes Sunday. The car is still acting alright, but I need an oil change really bad so I go to the first open place I see and stop in. They give me a list of things that are wrong and then tell me how to do all of the recommended services, it'll cost $90. I eventually caved b/c I needed to be in West Palm on Monday. So, as they are raping me under the hood, Mr. Oil Change lets me know that I have a serious oil leak and that I need to spend another $100 - $200 to fix it. I ain't got it. This is the same leak that a few months ago was a "hair-pin" leak that didn't really need attention. BS. So now, that job is waiting for me to get some cash flow.
Then this morning as I'm trying to let Dad out of the driveway (and get ready to leave Orlando) my car won't start. Again. So, Daddy takes care of things, finds our friendly specialist at his house, buys the battery, and pays the man to put it in. I just had to drop the guy off home. It's so great to have Dad.
Now, I'm planning on test driving the 'Bring around town (while I still have a support system) and then later I'll see if it makes sense for me to drive to Palm Beach.
C'est la vie.
This is just a minor set-back. It will not lessen the fabulousity of my life.
I try to have AutoZone test, charge, and retest my battery, but Chrysler decided to hide the battery under 8 layers of mechanics, so Auto Zone won't touch it.
But, as often times happens in the hood, a friendly specialist had peeped game before the AZ employee had a chance to walk away and offered to get a the battery and remove it for me for . . . $5. You know that's a crack-head rate!
Anyway, Daddy encouraged me to let him do it. It took forever and almost killed the man, but he did it. After charging, the battery read good, so we had the "friendly neighborhood specialist" put it back in and drove off. Dad and I paid him $40.
So, that's cool, right? I go about my business on Saturday, and then comes Sunday. The car is still acting alright, but I need an oil change really bad so I go to the first open place I see and stop in. They give me a list of things that are wrong and then tell me how to do all of the recommended services, it'll cost $90. I eventually caved b/c I needed to be in West Palm on Monday. So, as they are raping me under the hood, Mr. Oil Change lets me know that I have a serious oil leak and that I need to spend another $100 - $200 to fix it. I ain't got it. This is the same leak that a few months ago was a "hair-pin" leak that didn't really need attention. BS. So now, that job is waiting for me to get some cash flow.
Then this morning as I'm trying to let Dad out of the driveway (and get ready to leave Orlando) my car won't start. Again. So, Daddy takes care of things, finds our friendly specialist at his house, buys the battery, and pays the man to put it in. I just had to drop the guy off home. It's so great to have Dad.
Now, I'm planning on test driving the 'Bring around town (while I still have a support system) and then later I'll see if it makes sense for me to drive to Palm Beach.
C'est la vie.
This is just a minor set-back. It will not lessen the fabulousity of my life.