Grease Monkeys

Mar 15, 2021 17:12

I need an auto full of grease monkeys to help me fix my battery. Only no time to round up the monkeys.
Got to paint while the light is there..



So I took the car to Mike's Garage. Fuck Yeah! Satisfaction Guarnateed!

Fuck yeah! Ok, so the light goes for shit at 3pm, so I decide to try start the vehicle and take it to the garage. All attempts at finding a friend or booster cables has failed. The friend with cables is 2k away and just had a bladder operation and is sick with the flu and in a lot of pain. He got the damn flu shot and now he has the flu. So I decide to test the fates. I'm hoping for divine providence. Today's batteries die dead, no recovery in them. They're basically disposable. OK. But I'm old school, I think - it sat overnight, it might have absorbed some of the wifi in the area and recharged itself enough to fire up the starter. So I get ready just in case and viola! It started! Now I know my time is limited and I can't shut it off or risk towing. So I rush it to the garage uptown (2k) and have them check it. Sure enough it's the battery. They replaced it in a half hour. Since I had no other means, I'm glad they fixed it and paid their shop rate happily. Oh, and while I was at it I bought and dropped off neocitran flu and ginger tea to the friend who couldn't come and jump the cables. I haven't had a cough, sneeze or cold for the past two years, let alone Covid. He was sick as a dog from the seasonal flu, not covid. Go figure! Success hasn't spoiled me yet!

Now I can focus back on painting where the sun don't shine.

Cheers!
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health issues, art artist

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