I Was Just a Complete and Total Asshole
And I’m okay with that.
I knew that the old Terry was still around. I just hadn’t seen or heard from her much over the last year or so. Here and Present Terry has been too sick to invoke Ghetto Terry. But boy oh boy did that trick come out in force today. She’s cooler. Smoother. But she still gets her point across. Now she just doesn’t pull out the Hammer of Thor to do it.
My Jeep has been in the shop for 6 weeks now. It could be seven at this point. Doesn’t everyone stop counting by week 5 anyway? The transmission needed to be replaced. Ouch. Okay. Still cheaper than buying a new-to-me-car. The first one that was shipped to the shop was garbage so My Guy sent it back and told them to send another. We’ve been waiting ever since.
He says every time he calls up there, NY, he gets a different person with a different answer. So when I talked to My Guy today I told him to give me the contact information to the parts place in upstate NY. The first call some rude ass dude answered the phone, said he didn’t know anything about it, and then left me on hold while he “went to go look for someone”. After five minutes and 15 seconds, I hung up and called again.
This time I got this lovely man named Phil. I calmly explained to Phil what was what. He finally admitted the truth. They never had the…
