Mechanical problems.
The scene: a garage. I'm talking to the cashier, who does light mechanical work, while Alex pays for his repairs. My car's been acting up for a few days, and I'm pretty concerned.
"Well, the check engine light was blinking three days ago, about ten blinks. Then it went off. The next day, it came on and stayed on. When I went to accelerate, to pass a car, it started blinking again."
"Well, I ain't never heard of it blinking before."
"That's a little worrisome."
"I imagine blinking or no, it all means the same thing."
"Yeah, get your damn car fixed."
So much for the paid credit card. The diagnostic alone costs $66, and then the real work begins. And, since squeaking breaks is almost never a good thing, I need those looked at, too. It's like Christmas all over again.
"Well, the check engine light was blinking three days ago, about ten blinks. Then it went off. The next day, it came on and stayed on. When I went to accelerate, to pass a car, it started blinking again."
"Well, I ain't never heard of it blinking before."
"That's a little worrisome."
"I imagine blinking or no, it all means the same thing."
"Yeah, get your damn car fixed."
So much for the paid credit card. The diagnostic alone costs $66, and then the real work begins. And, since squeaking breaks is almost never a good thing, I need those looked at, too. It's like Christmas all over again.