Driven to Distraction
Colin very nicely agreed to take my car for its 60,000-mile check-up, which it is very overdue for. During the chaos of the renovation and move and more renovation, anything that could be put off until later, was put off until later. And it's later.
Why is Colin dealing with this instead of me? Partly because it will take most of a day to deal with, and I don't want to blow a vacation day on this nonsense. Partly because Colin is awesome. But mainly because Colin has a Y chromosome and some knowledge of how cars work, and thus is much more resistant to repairman BS than I am. If I had to take the car in myself, the repairman would tell me I'm out of blinker fluid and my spoo is all full of fleem, and I would say OK, and they would get a bunch of money for basically nothing.
I hate cars. I hate the driving, I hate the maintaining, I hate paying the insurance, and I really hate what they're doing to the environment. I know the obvious answer would be "don't drive". I really look forward to the day when that is a realistic option. But it isn't today, and believe me, I've tried. The buses never go where I want to go. You'd have to be suicidal to make a habit of bicycling in this city. Finding a place to live where everything is walking distance is very difficult, especially if you occasionally want to bring home a bookshelf or a sack of dog food.
Boo cars.
Why is Colin dealing with this instead of me? Partly because it will take most of a day to deal with, and I don't want to blow a vacation day on this nonsense. Partly because Colin is awesome. But mainly because Colin has a Y chromosome and some knowledge of how cars work, and thus is much more resistant to repairman BS than I am. If I had to take the car in myself, the repairman would tell me I'm out of blinker fluid and my spoo is all full of fleem, and I would say OK, and they would get a bunch of money for basically nothing.
I hate cars. I hate the driving, I hate the maintaining, I hate paying the insurance, and I really hate what they're doing to the environment. I know the obvious answer would be "don't drive". I really look forward to the day when that is a realistic option. But it isn't today, and believe me, I've tried. The buses never go where I want to go. You'd have to be suicidal to make a habit of bicycling in this city. Finding a place to live where everything is walking distance is very difficult, especially if you occasionally want to bring home a bookshelf or a sack of dog food.
Boo cars.