The Grinches Stole My Christmas!
Posted: Sun Dec 14, 2014 9:47 am
So everything was ready for the Christmas season. I had salted away a few extra hundred dollars for presents and shopping and I had worked overtime for months to ensure a big check. We had planned to go to Colorado Springs to meet up with my sister and Aunt. It was a big holiday and we were looking forward very much to the trip.
Then I pull into the bank, withdraw the money, come back out...and the car won't start. It's cold, dark, and raining. I have it towed to the shop, costing me $70 for a one block trip. We arrive...just as it closes.:yh_sad
Three days later the mechanics drop the bomb on me. $800 for a new fuel pump. 800 @#$%& DOLLARS?!! My truck is only worth about $5,000! How can one part be worth a fifth of the price of my entire vehicle?!:yh_ooooo
Then I find out that I have to pay $97 dollars to get some paperwork processed by the government. They tell me, "Give us $97 or we won't even look at your letter. Oh, and we need that by Christmas Eve." @#$%& Who the Hell extorts money for reading a blasted letter? Is Ebeneezer Scrooge a real person who works in the government?:yh_wait
Then my wife tells me that it's her turn to host her ladies group party and she needs to feed all 12 of them. So long another hundred dollars I hadn't planned for. Right now a church mouse looks rich compared to me. I can't even afford a tree much less presents for everyone.
Well, there goes Christmas.:-5
I did manage to look at a few YouTube videos on how to fix the truck myself. Apparently it's not too hard. I just have to take the bed of the pickup off with my skinny teacher arms. (And somehow lift it off the truck single-handedly.)
The baboons showing the videos on YouTube look way stupider than I am. One of them had a ponytail sticking straight up out of the top of his head, so hopefully I'll be able to do it myself and save $500. The pump itself, which is almost entirely made of plastic and looks like a toy, is $300.
Oh...and as my son tells me, "The point of the story, Dad, was that it was about the people. Not about the money."
Well...(sigh) He's right after all....Merry Christmas everybody.
Then I pull into the bank, withdraw the money, come back out...and the car won't start. It's cold, dark, and raining. I have it towed to the shop, costing me $70 for a one block trip. We arrive...just as it closes.:yh_sad
Three days later the mechanics drop the bomb on me. $800 for a new fuel pump. 800 @#$%& DOLLARS?!! My truck is only worth about $5,000! How can one part be worth a fifth of the price of my entire vehicle?!:yh_ooooo
Then I find out that I have to pay $97 dollars to get some paperwork processed by the government. They tell me, "Give us $97 or we won't even look at your letter. Oh, and we need that by Christmas Eve." @#$%& Who the Hell extorts money for reading a blasted letter? Is Ebeneezer Scrooge a real person who works in the government?:yh_wait
Then my wife tells me that it's her turn to host her ladies group party and she needs to feed all 12 of them. So long another hundred dollars I hadn't planned for. Right now a church mouse looks rich compared to me. I can't even afford a tree much less presents for everyone.
Well, there goes Christmas.:-5
I did manage to look at a few YouTube videos on how to fix the truck myself. Apparently it's not too hard. I just have to take the bed of the pickup off with my skinny teacher arms. (And somehow lift it off the truck single-handedly.)
The baboons showing the videos on YouTube look way stupider than I am. One of them had a ponytail sticking straight up out of the top of his head, so hopefully I'll be able to do it myself and save $500. The pump itself, which is almost entirely made of plastic and looks like a toy, is $300.
Oh...and as my son tells me, "The point of the story, Dad, was that it was about the people. Not about the money."
Well...(sigh) He's right after all....Merry Christmas everybody.