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Joelle said around lunch time on December 15, 2003
My car won’t start. I think it’s the starter… again. I just put in a brand new starter before I moved here. WHY DO YOU FORSAKE ME, JUDY?
I turn the key and it kind of chugged for a second and things flickered and then nothing. Then it was just click click click. The fan blows, things light up, but I can’t afford a new car nor can afford to fix this car that won’t start.
And to top it all off, I’ve been paying for Roadside Rescue through my Sprint phone for years now, but somehow when I changed numbers, something fell apart and now no one will come out.
Joy.












Now I remember why I don’t drive… There there. There there.
Oh God, honey, if I knew a damn thing about fixing cars, I’d do it for you. :( Is there a junior college in your area that has a mechanics course? Not for you to take, but because lots of times, you can take your car to the college and they’ll fix it at a very VERY cheap rate just so they’ll have hands-on training in the class.
Oh no!!! I’m so sorry! I hate it when shit like that happens.
wow, how was that for dramatic, huh?
well, i had my phone in my pocket all day, and did you call? (by the way, i have AAA for that. i don’t know about CA but they are ok in MI and OH. the jeep has had two calls this week. one for a stuck thermostat and another for a roadside tire change.)
Someone should get you a AAA membership for Christmas