I will be getting a call from the Ford dealership that is breaking my car down to nothing. (That shouldn’t take long, right?) I am taking the car (well, towing the car, really) in to the dealership for them to fix something that has the car on a recall list. I am taking advantage of this by having them run a diagnostic while it is there.
You may ask, “Why in the name of CRAP are you taking your car, that DOES NOT RUN, to get a recall problem taken care of, dummus?” Here is the deal. Where it is sitting, and I do mean sitting, it is not being worked on AT FREAKIN’ ALL!!!! It doesn’t do me a flippin’ bit of good when I am paying the insurance (for a financed car, no less) and the car payment, and then driving a gas-guzzler that eats up $520+ gas per month. Now to some people, $500+ is normal for what they pay in gas. NOT ME!!! That is more than a freakin’ third of what I make each month from the ole college. In the Taurus, (formerly known as the Silver Sloth) I would fill up twice each week, but the bull-car got gas mileage that is twice as good as the “Gas-Saver truck.” With said Gas-Saver, you would think that it would go farther since it has TWO GAS TANKS ON IT, but they have two because it uses gas like a honkin’ semi. I STILL fill up the truck twice each week, but instead of a fill-up being about 13.5 gallons, it’s 36 gallons. Hey, and then multiply that by the middle grade gas price.
Anyway. I am waiting on the dealership to call me back with a report of what it causing the problem and what it’ll take $$$ to fix it. I hope it isn’t that much or that I can fix it myself.
And, yes, I am going to change the name of the car from the derogatory Silver Sloth to something more fun and peppy (which I am hoping the car will pick up on). I am taking suggestions.
Prodigal Thinker 