Hey, my beautiful car!
For my upcoming birthday I told my snookey that I wanted my winter tires put on. And for Christmas I said I’d like my regular tires put back on after winter.
That sounded like a pretty cheap present to me, so I thought it was good that he’d give me something I needed and yet it wouldn’t cost him too much.
So yesterday he took my car in to put on my winter tires since we’re expecting a big snowfall tomorrow.
What they found while he was there was that my rear brakes were totally shot – no pad left even, and that the front stabilizer bar had rusted apart and could possibly have hit into my tire – wouldn’t that make for a nice little car accident as I’m driving along Hwy #7 on my way to work.
I heard no squealing from those brakes, although I did know that my car wasn’t driving too smoothly (I guess that stabilizer bar thing).
So instead of $60 for my tires, my snookey ended up coughing up over $400 to have my car fixed. He told me about it when I got home.
He also said, “Merry Christmas”. Poor guy. Literally.
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is the new 30. I want the world to close their mouths when they’re eating or chewing gum. If they don’t, I want to elbow them in the face.
Ouch! Good to know though, that way than some worse way.