Yesterday around 11am I called the shop to see if they had fixed my vehicle. The guy said it was fixed and I asked him what was wrong. He said that one of the lights was causing the short and so they replaced all five of them. Of course that sounded idiotic to me, so I asked him if all five really needed replacing and he said, “yes.” Ok whatever, as long as it’s fixed.
I thought about it for a while and decided that it all sounded whack. How could one of the lights be causing the short, when all five lights worked fine when I changed the fuse? So I told them to test the car a little more; turn it off and on a few times.
Javi very graciously offered to go pick up my vehicle and bring it to me. However, when he arrived at the shop they told him that I needed to pay for the service. What? This isn’t under warranty?!?!? The guy gets on the phone with me and tells me that the bulbs are going to be $8 each and that I owe them like $40. Oh hell no. You better back up. So I told Javi to come pick me up and I would go in there and cuss somebody.
I was furious (as furious as I can be now that I’m on Well Butrin AND Lexapro). I knew it was going to be ugly. I went in the shop and one of the mechanics was saying that one bulb caused the short and that they replaced the other out of courtesy. So I asked him, “So ONLY ONE bulb was causing the short?” Then the other guy (the one I had originally talked to comes in). He told me they replaced five bulbs. The mechanic asks him why five when only one caused the short. So then they go to get the guy who actually serviced my car, but instead he comes back with all five of my bulbs and shows me that the blowing fuses caused them to blacken and need to be replaced.
OK. I can understand that. It did blow through like 5 fuses. But I don’t understand how these bulbs, which are not all the same, all cost $8 each. No. Then the idiot tells me that it was $8 total for all 5 bulbs. Um… that’s not what you said on the phone. JEEZ! I would have made a big deal about this over $8 stupid dollars. Granted I also have to pay for labor, so it did come out to be $40. Those people are just dumb and annoying.
After all of that, I went home and relaxed for a bit, balanced my checkbook, cleaned up, and surfed the web. Francisco came over at 6:30 and went by Gina’s for a bit, then to the gym. I did lots of cardio, but didn’t work out to hard on the weights. Francisco worked out on the free weight side and I worked out on the machine side.
I went over to work out with him for a bit with the free weights. I stood in front of the mirror and immediately noticed that I was making uncontrollable ugly faces when I lifted that massive amount of weight (ie. 15lbs with each hand). Oh no sir. I can’t be doing that in public, and especially not in front of Francisco. I put those weights back down with a quickness, went to grab an US magazine, and sat on the stationary bike doing more cardio until he was ready to go home.
There are just some thing I am not willing to do in public at the gym. Looking crazy is #1 on the list. I will also not do any weird bending or stretching. I’m not going to work on the yoga ball, and I’m certainly not going to grunt and shout like some of those freaks. This is why I have a yoga ball, free weights, and my cardio wheel at home. I can do those things (minus the grunting and shouting) in the comfort of my home, while watching movies and television.
After working out, we went to Subway for food. We watched some television while we ate, and after I finished eating Francisco said, “You real hungry. You didn’t say one word while you were eating.” Nope. I sure didn’t. I made sure to save all my energy for breathing and stuffing my face.
Tonight I am going to relax and try to catch up on some movies.
