2002-04-23 - 1:51 p.m.
before i get started:
hollywood's new look
let me jump right into this one:
i wake up this morning hoping to get an early start on the books. while heading down to school this light went off on my dashboard. it looks kind of like a stick with wings on it sitting on a boat. now, i'm pretty use to lights going off on my car and i know exactly what i can get away with. if the engine light comes on i just restart the mf and the light turns off, if the the other boat lookin light goes off i add oil, its a recipe for sucess that has lasted me for years. anyways, the light went off and i had know idea what it meant.
i head to the jiffy lube for an oil change because that is my solution anytime something goes wrong with the ride and i tell the mech what i want. i don't know if he saw my hand trembling or smelled the fear on me but he knew he had a sucker on the line. the fact of the matter is that i know nothing about cars and their matinence. engines, transmissions, carbomajiggas all mean the same thing to me. i will drive in the rain before changing the windsheilds myself, and i will wait three hours for triple to change my tires before i excert any engery on my own. hell, thats what i pay them for but i still get pretty embarrassed.
a couple of monthes ago i i drove from downtown to berkley on a flat tire, stopping at every gas station on woodward to fill the tire with enough air to make it to the next. when i got home a called AAA to change the tire and when the kid came to fix it i faked like i had an ankle sprain so i wouldn't think that i couldn't change it myself. pathetic.
its not really all my fault. none of my parents know anything about cars either. i learned from my father how to open the hood and stare at the body for ten minutes and pretend like you know what your looking at. i'm pretty good at it and its served me well on many occasions. one a friend told me some lights were going off in her car so i looked under the hood for about ten minutes then told her she needed an oil change. it works.
back to the story. first the guy tells be that saturns are naturally heavy oil burning cars and i shrugged like a knew what he was talking about. then he went on to sell be and oil change, engine drain, air filter, oil fluffer, transmission wipe down, belt twist, and new windsheild wipers. with my AAA discount i wound up paying $175 for a fancy oil change. out of control. i paid it with a smile on my face and thanked all of the mechs that worked on my car.
lils
ps- been studying in birmingham, lately. thats one fucked up town. i will explain when i have time, but if you see me in the streets ask me about meeting disco stu.
