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Feb 21, 2021 11:57:51 GMT
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Post by donavan on Feb 21, 2021 11:57:51 GMT
I checked my milage on my French car. Because of working from home and shielding my milage for the last 12 months is -
5 miles.
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Feb 21, 2021 14:41:39 GMT
Post by Introvertigroo on Feb 21, 2021 14:41:39 GMT
Or five Back Porch Dads.
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Feb 21, 2021 15:29:44 GMT
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Post by donavan on Feb 21, 2021 15:29:44 GMT
Oh yeah. I wondered why there was a whiff of pensioner about the car.
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Post by Terra Incognita on Feb 21, 2021 15:42:32 GMT
Not B.O., but P.O.
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Post by Introvertigroo on May 23, 2021 2:46:08 GMT
Way too many instances lately of idiots who don't have the right of way not stopping and looking in my direction until they are halfway into the intersection. I don't want to die from a collision with a fuckwit. I want to die by being fellated fatally.
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Jun 18, 2021 19:42:45 GMT
Post by Introvertigroo on Jun 18, 2021 19:42:45 GMT
The battery on my car died last week, and of course I didn't know this until I was getting ready to leave the house for work. Oh, well--my workplace had to live without me for an hour. They may have preferred that I was late.
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Jun 21, 2021 3:56:24 GMT
Post by bluedemon25 on Jun 21, 2021 3:56:24 GMT
Some beer again, at least?
I had a similar situation sans the beer with the car battery when movers were ready to show up and asked me to move my car out of the driveway to let them pull the truck in. Then I found it wouldn't start. Had to wait for AAA to get it jumpstarted and then take care of later.
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Jun 21, 2021 18:42:02 GMT
Post by Mare on Jun 21, 2021 18:42:02 GMT
Thank Goodness for AAA!
I have arrived at the point that I give all my tires a look-see before I leave for work or anywhere else, now.
A battery conking out at home is way better than crapping out after work, in the dark or away from home on vacation.
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Post by bluedemon25 on Jun 22, 2021 1:42:34 GMT
I was with a friend coming home from a concert, I forget which, and he did not plan to fill his car adequately with gas (petrol for some of you?) and he ran out, something like midnight or later, in a very rural wooded area. Again, thank goodness for my AAA membership.
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Post by Introvertigroo on Jul 9, 2022 15:13:46 GMT
I finally got an overdue oil change for my car. I was supposed to get the oil changed about six weeks ago, but the shop where I set up an appointment was locked up when I arrived at the designated time. I was ticked off enough that I eventually went to another place to get the work done.
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Post by Mare on Jul 10, 2022 23:56:20 GMT
Well, this thread rose to the top in a timely manner because... I let my son and daughter in law know I missed the Littles A LOT and if the parents wanted to go have some fun doing something they hadn't done in awhile, I would be happy to stay with the kids. So they went SCUBA diving-maybe an hour away. The hanging out with the kids went well, the parents returned happy and I left in search of food items. I went into the store and selected frozen lemon bars, BBQ potato chips, one of those Strawberry/Dark Chocolate Kit Kats (pretty good, bluedemon25) and went out to get in my car. It unlocked as usual, but after I piled the frozen treats and myself into the car, the key turned and nothing much happened. No click, just an er from under the hood. I tried that a few times, and then tried to open the door to get out. The door wouldn't budge. The car was in Park & the gear indicator was unbudgeable. I started to panic, because it was freaking hot in that car, it being early afternoon and Summer in the desert. I called the Ex Spouse since he's car maintainer per paperwork. He answered and I said one word..."EMERGENCY" with my fingers crossed that he was around and not out doing one of the many possible things. I frantically explained my situation, ending "And I have POPSICLES!" (They weren't actual Popsicles, but I didn't think spending time to explain that would get the calamity resolved any faster. He asked if I tried to open the passenger door, and I tried. It didn't open. I flicked the little lock on the handle and it opened! That was a welcome rush of fresh not as hot air! He said he'd be right there. Then I wondered how I was going to climb across the arm rest and my bag of bags, a big Kleenex box and the sanitizing wipes that live in the passenger seat. Somehow, the idea came into my head that perhaps I could flick the lock on the driver door and it would open, too. And it did. I cringed and called myself an IDIOT. There was no rush, AAA would have towed it to ex spouse's auto shop. But he was already on his way, and who knew, it might be easy for him to fix. So I got out and had a Lemon Bar. Mmm. Nice. He arrived and hooked up his jumper cables to my car and charged it for a bit, since he thought it was the battery. He was all dressed up (for him) and I cringed again, because there I was, interfering with his plans, again. He told me to start the car, but it made some feeble rur ur rurs so no dice. It went on several times and finally started. I got prepared to follow him to his shop and he started to leave-I pushed the gas and my car died. It would not restart. So the process of attempting to charge several times ensued. Finally there was enough juice to get it started and move the car forward in gear. He followed me to his shop (which seemed a better idea than me following him, that hasn't worked in the past) and installed a new battery. That took him like...no time at all to do. I asked him how long it had been since the last battery went R.I.P. because it seemed like not too long ago. He said 2019. To me that sounded like not long enough for a car battery to last. I think I'll put an alarm in my iPhone to alert me when two years time rolls around. I know he can test that shit. I just forget about it until I get stuck. I strongly dislike getting stuck in my car. I strongly dislike panicking. I even more strongly dislike calling Ex spouse in a panic and depending upon his help when I am stuck in my car. Why can't car dashboards tell you when the fucking battery is about to die so you can replace it BEFORE you get stuck someplace? Sheesh. Then I went home and ate potato chips, candy and the rest of the lemon bars.
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Post by Introvertigroo on Jul 11, 2022 0:40:42 GMT
Women drivers.
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Jul 11, 2022 0:43:17 GMT
Post by Mare on Jul 11, 2022 0:43:17 GMT
I wasn't driving much after the battery died.
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Jul 11, 2022 2:30:03 GMT
Post by peggs on Jul 11, 2022 2:30:03 GMT
So I got out and had a Lemon Bar. Mmm. Nice. Mare, I'm glad you had your priorities straight when you finally got out of the car.
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Jul 11, 2022 8:25:35 GMT
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Post by donavan on Jul 11, 2022 8:25:35 GMT
My wife is a much better driver than me. And she can reverse park. Something I avoid at all costs.
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