My Poor Car

There’s a steady wet spot under my car’s engine region. Last night when I was driving to work, my engine temp gauge pointed waaaaay to “H”. I prayed and prayed that I won’t get to an overheat along the freeway.

I prayed not to overheat at all.

My son and I made it home after this same scenario. Immediately I watched videos on YouTube about how to change my coolant or replace it. Thank God I took my Blue Pill around 4pm and it was still in effect around the time I was watching and all the the way till bedtime.

Believe it or not, I was convinced about replacing my coolant and motor oil that I purchased both from Amazon using their same-day delivery. I was so determined, AS IF I’ve done it before. Honestly, I didn’t even know my poor car had so much going on. None of the auto repair shops near me were open today, Sunday. However, this morning, one of the girls in the restaurant sent me a message asking me to work for her. Considering she’s Vietnamese (so racist, it’s OK, judge me), I asked if she knew about auto mechanics that may be open today.

So here I am at the oil changers about 1.8 miles away from my house. A mile before reaching the destination, I saw another oil change place that was open and had not a lot of cars. I ALMOST jumped on going there instead but I was on the turn lane. The oil changer I went to is packed. One of the staff pulled the hood latch and the hood wouldn’t open. I got a bit nervous.

Mind you, I took my Blue Pill before coming here. I didn’t want anything to jeopardize this day in case I was in for more than I thought.

So, my car hood won’t open and more and more cars were driving in. I decided to head for the waiting room and luckily they have free WiFi. The lady in the desk keeps looking at me. A few minutes later, a stocky-looking mechanic announced my car and I went outside to talk to him about what I needed done. His eyes were on my chest and kept looking at them. “Your perfume smells nice.”, he commented.

“Thanks. It’s called Lime and Coriander.” He glanced over at my chest again.

Do they really look THAT BIG?

I had to ask myself. Having been used to staring at flat-chested women , my chest might actually be huge. I wear a 34G bra. So there.

My service yielded to more or less $80. Let’s see how it goes. My front headlight also need replacing so after everything gets fixed, I will have both lights working.

As now, I am waiting here trying to remain inconspicuous. I’m staring down on my phone although I’m aware of the other people’s eyes glancing at my chest. I am wearing a multicolor striped shirt with 3/4 sleeves and my sport shorts. Merrell sandals and my Vera Bradley second-hand purse.

When this gets done, I will be very happy. I guess I will just have to get used to having people check my chest before talking to me.

Meanwhile, the baseball game for the 49ers is showing on the TV here at the waiting area. Everyone even the kids (who brings their kids to the oil changers???) .

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