Monday, August 10, 2009

Harumph

Was a grouchy few days here in the Hangar. My car shit the bed in a rather tedious manner. The driver's side electrics went tits up.

No power for the windows. It was stuck down of course.
No locks.
No trunk release.
No fuel lock release ( My low fuel light just popped on. Naturlich)
No wing mirror indicator,heater or power.

Add a missing cell phone to that pile and it sort of rounded off into a brown steamy one.

Gah. Enough. It's too hot for such nonsense. We've spent the last few days at the pool and the beach. I see no need to stir until Wednesday.

9 comments:

savannah said...

and then? xoxox

travelling, but not in love said...

I'd suggest you push it into the potomac and go steal yourself a replacement. You know that you know how to do that.....

Fat Sparrow said...

Meh, convenience always has a price, doesn't it? Electrics are a bitch, they always cost you a fortune. My Dad was a mechanic for a Ford dealership in the 70's, before he got his engineering degree, and electrics and air conditioners were his specialty.

Let's just say that we never went hungry.

Other than that, Mrs. Lincoln, how was the play?

The Hangar Queen said...

Savannah,
IAD-DUB. Gave some serious thought to cancelling altogether though.

TBNIL,
But carjacking is so 1999! Besides it's a VW and would come back from it's watery grave to torment me.

Sparrah,
I say Abraham! That pistol was ever so realistic. Abraham? Abe?
Ah.So your dad was one of the fellas that hits the switch as soon as the warranty expires.Was his favourite switch 'intermittent'?
'Twas Satan's Bread you ate.I bet it was fucking lovely too.

Jimmy Bastard said...

Enjoy the beach and then go shopping... feck the car!
Please give my regards to the Bocked wan when you meet up.

The Hangar Queen said...

Jimmy,
Wilco. Much as I want to feck the car I need my AC. It was 39C here today.
Consider Bock et al regarded on your behalf.

Meadow said...

My dear, you'd better pack a fleece.

Clyde said...

Geez, what did we do before electrics.
Oh, yeh, wind down the window, adjust the mirror on the run, unscrew the petrol cap and put a key in the boot(trunk) lock.
Looks like your car is stuffed then.
Hate to admit it but I could crank start my first car if the battery went flat.

PI said...

You have reached a philosophy seldom attained before the age of ninety and I salute you although could you make it Friday?