We got my car back yesterday. It looks fabulous – like new. I’m happy it’s back to normal. Oddly enough, the right brake light was out. No biggie. I’m sure it was a coincidence and I had a spare bulb, so we changed it when we filled the car up with gas today. But now the gas tank won’t close! It locks closed and when you push it in, it won’t catch. Looking at it, nothing looks amiss. I just don’t get it but I’m really starting to feel like this is the start of the decline of my car which isn’t even paid off yet (but will be VERY soon).
We also found a coffee cup top (the part that rips off to sip from the cup) and a razor blade in my car, obviously left behind by whomever worked on it. I’m a bit aggravated by that. Also when we picked up the car, it wouldn’t start so they had to jump it. When they popped the hood it turns out the battery cover was off and lying on the engine block. Nice. So even though they did a good job on the car, they were very careless when they were finished. Kinda makes you wonder how they managed to do such a good job on the car in the first place.
They gave me a survey to fill out. Wonder if I should mention the above things or not. Don’t want to get on their bad side if I end up going back for any future body work, which at this point wouldn’t be a surprise. My car is jinxed.
Sigh.
Well that’s what my car looks like after being rear-ended by a 19 year old girl driving a SUV. I was waiting to make a right turn and she was waiting behind me. I was inching up to go once there was an opening, and when there was, I started to go, but so did she, thinking I had already gone at some other point. She must have floored it too because she hit me pretty hard. The ironic part about this is that my boss and two coworkers were “taking” me out to lunch for my birthday but I was the only one who had enough room in their car for everyone. Nice, huh? So after waiting for the police to arrive and do their thing, we had lunch. I’m convinced now that my car is jixed. Too many things keeping happening to it, and none of them are my fault! It has been keyed up by some punk kids, Walmart ruined the rims, and now this. And that’s just the bigger stuff. Let’s not get into the dings and bumper stuff or I will cry. I love my car. Unfortunately, I must be the only one.