While on my way to my to my weekly Wednesday movie appointment with my Kenpo teacher, my “Baby Girl” (a.k.a. 2001 Honda Accord V6) decided to have a tantrum on the corner of Sunset and Gower.
Sometimes she likes to act up. When I first hooked up with her I was told that she was the type of girl that was very low maintenance and didn’t need a lot of attention. For the most part she has fit the bill and hasn’t given me many problems over the years, but this particular Wednesday night I could tell she wanted some attention.
How could I tell?
Well she has ways of showing me.
First of all her TCS light came on immediately followed by the beautiful Check Engine light. For good measure she decided to flash the green light behind the drive symbol on the dashboard. It looked like a Christmas tree on my dashboard. The next thing I expected to see Santa Clause and his reindeer skipping across.
I immediately pull over and stop the car, and began think what could be wrong. She could just be tired and want a nap. Or she could have a cold. But she wasn’t cauphing. I just took her to her therapist last weekend for an oil change. Didn’t that make her happy, obviously not. What did I tell you, she’s a Cunt, but I love her.
The tow truck company was very helpful informing me that the first 3 miles of the 12 miles it takes to get to my house would be free and every additional mile would be $15/mile. So like any respectable cheap bastard I threw on my hazard lights and limped home.
Monday she has a appointment with her Gynecologist to take a look under her skirt. He likes only the best in life, so his fee is quite high and he doesn’t give discounts. What an exciting life.
