This Car is My Life
So it's not actually my car ... it's my dad's car but here is why it's my life:
It's old and getting older
It's a smooth ride
It's tired of having it's butt kicked.
I'm not trying to whine, I really am not, and I'm not trying to disrespect this sweet set of wheels, but today was brutal.
The first part of my day I will just keep to myself ... NOT FUN!
Then I went home to deal with my disabled vehicle ... HAHA. I'm so not able to fix anything, but I read the entire manual and actually learned a few thing.
I learned my car is broken.
Then I made phone calls about said car, and confirmed my diagnosis. She is broke.
Then I called Triple A to see about getting it towed. Guess what? Their volume is so high that they closed the call center. YEP. See ya tomorrow fellas.
Then I fell on the ice.
TODAY WAS NOT GREA. I'm still standing though. SEE YA TOMORROW ... LIFE!