Ok this is probably going to sound totally like a blog post but it is a fun story involving cars, tow trucks, and Battlestar Galactica. So gather around the camp boys and girls.
That is the number of miles currently on my car. Well right off the bat you would think "Brandon, who the **** cares how many miles you have on your car." If this were any other post, I would agree. But this milage has a story.
It all began on a Thursday afternoon returning from Best Buy with Battlestar Galactica season 2.5 (awesome show). Actually no, I was returning from getting food. So redraw your mental images. Anyway, I'm on the intersection of College & Oceanside Blvd making a right hand turn. I gun it a little bit to beat the oncoming left-turn traffic or I would be sitting at the stoplight until Christmas (this was rush hour). So I successfully beat the oncoming traffic but I suddenly lose engine power! Thinking this was some random fluke, I quickly get over to the right-most of the road and try to start it back up. It don' start. There is no cranking. Nothing. Anyway, something is clearly wrong. That was not the only thing wrong. I found out that my doors did not automatically unlock. The car does this when you put it in park. I tried to press the unlock button...no dice. For curiosity purposes, I tried the power windows. They didn't work. "Did me battery die?", I ask. Well no, I had some electronics. Time to call Triple-A!
So I call the blokes at Triple-A and explain my vehicular woes. I wait for about 45 minutes for what I thought was to be a tow truck. No, it was some guy (whom I had to chase down) they sent out. Ooookay. Well, it gave me opportunity to test battery theory. We attempted a jumpstart but that was no dice. Still wouldn't crank over. Ok, NOW it's time for the tow truck...another 15 minute wait.
The tow truck arrives to tow my vehicle (and me) to the closest Chevy dealer in Carlsbad. And I'm in N. Oceanside. As to my chagrin, this was a 12 mile journey. Why chagrin. Well AAA will grant the first 7 miles of towing free. Well I went 2 miles over due (he took 2 off because he took the long way around). Damnit, I have to pay. $12 for two miles over. So that's $6/mi I'm assuming. It gets worse. I had only TWO dollars with me (don't take cards and I didn't have me checkbook). Sooo I had to have my sister bail me out...once again.
And there you have it. Only 3,407 miles into the car's lifetime, my 2006 Chevrolet Cobalt experiences, what I would say, some pretty good mechanical failures. At least I have a 2006 Chevrolet Impala to drive around (for free) until car is fixed.
The end.
That is the number of miles currently on my car. Well right off the bat you would think "Brandon, who the **** cares how many miles you have on your car." If this were any other post, I would agree. But this milage has a story.
It all began on a Thursday afternoon returning from Best Buy with Battlestar Galactica season 2.5 (awesome show). Actually no, I was returning from getting food. So redraw your mental images. Anyway, I'm on the intersection of College & Oceanside Blvd making a right hand turn. I gun it a little bit to beat the oncoming left-turn traffic or I would be sitting at the stoplight until Christmas (this was rush hour). So I successfully beat the oncoming traffic but I suddenly lose engine power! Thinking this was some random fluke, I quickly get over to the right-most of the road and try to start it back up. It don' start. There is no cranking. Nothing. Anyway, something is clearly wrong. That was not the only thing wrong. I found out that my doors did not automatically unlock. The car does this when you put it in park. I tried to press the unlock button...no dice. For curiosity purposes, I tried the power windows. They didn't work. "Did me battery die?", I ask. Well no, I had some electronics. Time to call Triple-A!
So I call the blokes at Triple-A and explain my vehicular woes. I wait for about 45 minutes for what I thought was to be a tow truck. No, it was some guy (whom I had to chase down) they sent out. Ooookay. Well, it gave me opportunity to test battery theory. We attempted a jumpstart but that was no dice. Still wouldn't crank over. Ok, NOW it's time for the tow truck...another 15 minute wait.
The tow truck arrives to tow my vehicle (and me) to the closest Chevy dealer in Carlsbad. And I'm in N. Oceanside. As to my chagrin, this was a 12 mile journey. Why chagrin. Well AAA will grant the first 7 miles of towing free. Well I went 2 miles over due (he took 2 off because he took the long way around). Damnit, I have to pay. $12 for two miles over. So that's $6/mi I'm assuming. It gets worse. I had only TWO dollars with me (don't take cards and I didn't have me checkbook). Sooo I had to have my sister bail me out...once again.
And there you have it. Only 3,407 miles into the car's lifetime, my 2006 Chevrolet Cobalt experiences, what I would say, some pretty good mechanical failures. At least I have a 2006 Chevrolet Impala to drive around (for free) until car is fixed.
The end.
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