Lucky

For anyone who knows me…

you’re lucky i don’t have a gun
for i would have blown my brains
onto the wall this evening

My car has been broken since last Thursday… I have vacation this week. I putted around all morning in D’s truck. Took Giovanni to the doctor… appointment cost $40 MORE then the lady had told me on the phone. Not really the thing i needed to hear when I was under the impression my fuel pump needed to be replaced.

Paid $60 to have my car flatbedded (cause it can’t be towed) a mile away…. Get the phone call, "Well, depending on which fuel pump your vehicle needs it will either cost $330 or $525…" okay fine. fix it.

A couple of hours go by and they begin to dismantle my vehicle. I get another call. Me, being slightly excited, answer it anxiously. Me. Hoping that they would quote me the lower price of the two. "We got to working on your car… and um… someone put about five pounds of sugar in your gas tank." W…what? "Yeah, there’s a ton of sugar in your tank… because of the fuel injection there’s a lot of little pieces in there so we would have to change out the whole tank." How much are we talking here? "It’s getting closer to about $1000." Sugar in my tank? "Yes, ma’am. Didn’t get past the fuel pump so…" I keep letting you go because I call my father with the information you are providing to me… he’s helping me out. "That’s fine, that’s fine… I’ve been in this business for 40 years and I’ve never seen anything like this." Im glad I could be your first…

My father doesn’t really think $1000 is worth dumping into my car. I don’t blame him. "we have to talk about getting a new car." Yeah, I can’t afford that.

you’re lucky i don’t have a gun
for i would have blown my brains
onto the wall this evening