The Bad News Is...
The white-death blizzard they predicted for us, which all the school children prayed so fervently for, petered out to nothing more than a couple of slushy puddles.
Had to laugh that all of the local TV stations were worked up into such frenzies, they forced all of the morning news anchors to come in at 4 AM, to report on the massive traffic tie-ups and school closings, none of which happened. So they all look a wee bit irritated.
The trip to the muffler store was loads of laughs. Even better, I get to do it again today.
They had to order a part.
It is going to be expensive.
Naturally, two of the three parts of my exhaust system have been replaced are under warranty. The piece that went bad? (Shakes head slowly side to side)
I learned all of this after slip-sliding through the storm’s worst (predicted to be first, but turned out to be only) droppings from heaven.
Entered muffler store with a light coating of sleet on hair and coat. Shook it off like a golden retriever to see the man at the counter intently focused on a movie on the TV in the vacant waiting room. Announced myself, signed form and settled in to uncomfortable chair. CounterMan said (hesitantly, and with fear and loathing in his voice) “Uh, I can change the channel if you want” (as he gulps with longing look at TV).
I can tell he has been watching the movie, and say “Nah, it’s fine.”
He sighs with relief.
Minions inspect vehicle, report back to CounterMan, who is chuckling at the hijinks in the movie, which I later learned was
“Tomcats”. It included an uncredited (I wonder why? Snicker) appearance by Bill Maher of Real Time on HBO, former host of Politically Incorrect.
CounterMan tells me the bad news. Part will be in tomorrow, parts and labor will be $228. Then he grins. Karma is smiling on me for not changing the channel to Oprah, allowing CounterMan to enjoy raunch and nudity. He says “Just a sec,” and scoots off to back office, returning momentarily with big smile and coupon for $20 off.
I thank him, and head out in the sleet.
Pick up Son at McDonalds. He hears car coming from several blocks away. Wonders why repairs didn’t happen. Explain situation. See his face fall. Take him home, where we assuage our sorrows with chocolate chip cookies.
Ah, panacea of the gods.
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EDIT/UPDATE 6:45 AM Took this picture of light snow falling on daffodils in front yard.
Bill Maher
Sleet
Had to laugh that all of the local TV stations were worked up into such frenzies, they forced all of the morning news anchors to come in at 4 AM, to report on the massive traffic tie-ups and school closings, none of which happened. So they all look a wee bit irritated.
The trip to the muffler store was loads of laughs. Even better, I get to do it again today.
They had to order a part.
It is going to be expensive.
Naturally, two of the three parts of my exhaust system have been replaced are under warranty. The piece that went bad? (Shakes head slowly side to side)
I learned all of this after slip-sliding through the storm’s worst (predicted to be first, but turned out to be only) droppings from heaven.
Entered muffler store with a light coating of sleet on hair and coat. Shook it off like a golden retriever to see the man at the counter intently focused on a movie on the TV in the vacant waiting room. Announced myself, signed form and settled in to uncomfortable chair. CounterMan said (hesitantly, and with fear and loathing in his voice) “Uh, I can change the channel if you want” (as he gulps with longing look at TV).
I can tell he has been watching the movie, and say “Nah, it’s fine.”
He sighs with relief.
Minions inspect vehicle, report back to CounterMan, who is chuckling at the hijinks in the movie, which I later learned was
“Tomcats”. It included an uncredited (I wonder why? Snicker) appearance by Bill Maher of Real Time on HBO, former host of Politically Incorrect.
CounterMan tells me the bad news. Part will be in tomorrow, parts and labor will be $228. Then he grins. Karma is smiling on me for not changing the channel to Oprah, allowing CounterMan to enjoy raunch and nudity. He says “Just a sec,” and scoots off to back office, returning momentarily with big smile and coupon for $20 off.
I thank him, and head out in the sleet.
Pick up Son at McDonalds. He hears car coming from several blocks away. Wonders why repairs didn’t happen. Explain situation. See his face fall. Take him home, where we assuage our sorrows with chocolate chip cookies.
Ah, panacea of the gods.
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EDIT/UPDATE 6:45 AM Took this picture of light snow falling on daffodils in front yard.
Bill Maher
Sleet
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And to answer your question, UUs aren't associated with the Unity church. Here's a link w/ some info on UUs
http://www.uunashua.org/100quest.shtml
Love the karma story. I'll have to remember this one. :D
Hope all goes well with the new muffler!
I SAID, HOW MUCH DID HE SAY?
We had about two and a half days of lots of rain. I'll take that over snow any day. I'm glad you didn't get a big dump of snow.
Stories like these make me glad that my husband is mechanically inclined.
...I got wiped a few weeks ago - $600 for a fuel pump! Add that to a $643 home heating oil bill, and a $300 Electric bill - well that makes for a period of debt on the heels of Christmas. (sigh)
...Just caught up on all the bills - finally!
...Good luck with muffler. Fingers crossed that there are no more problems with both our vehicles.
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