My truck has developed odd vibration I can feel through the clutch, so I took it to the shop. "So, will it be about 2-3 hours?" I asked. "2-3 hours?", they said, "It's going to take all day!" Oops. I guess I'm going to be stuck here for a while. They're being nice about it as it usually a 2 day job.
I set out to get something to eat, but I was early. The hard working McDonald gets my money, not because they're delicious, but because they're available. I'll get something nice later in the afternoon.
The car died, BTW. It was an old Mercury car, painted dark red. No indicator on the transmission stalk. The driver side does not open. The button for headlights is nowhere to be found. And the car died on me next to McD.
As I was pushing the car off the road, a young sprighty lady ran over and helped me pushed. This was embarassing enough, but then came an OLD lady and helped us push. Okay, note to self: Never buy a car that you cannot push by yourself!
I was planning to go somewhere else, but decided to just go back immediately. I gunned the engine all the way back.
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