Took my car back to the shop on Jan. 20th to see about that faulty panel that was installed in my car. The guy at the repair shop told me he would have to order a new one. I kept my car until they located a new panel and kept calling every couple days for an update. Finally, after two weeks, they said they got it in and I could bring my car in to have it installed Tuesday morning. Awesome right? Yeah not real newsworthy but wait, there’s more.
Monday was going fine until I got ready to leave work. I normally leave around 4:30 or so on Mondays, before most everyone else, but this time I ended up getting ready to be on my way just after 5:00. Wouldn’t it be just my luck as I turned the key to start my car that the damned thing wouldn’t start? Of course by this time everyone else is already gone. All I wanted to do was to get out of there, grab a couple things from the store before going home, then sit myself down to a nice bowl of leftover chicken soup and chill with some classic Doctor Who on the television and unwind. But NOOOOO! After calming myself down a bit, I called the person I live with to ask if he could come to my office to give me a jump. I didn’t know what else to do really. Threw off my whole night, and my friend’s, and now I need a new car battery just to add to things I really don’t need on my plate right now.