So you know what sucks?
When your relatively new (to you) car completely sucks out on the Saturday afternoon of the long weekend, just after all the dealerships have closed at noon.
Yeah.
Apparently, there'e somehting wrong with the ignition cylinder - whatever the hell that means. It's mechanical, as opposed to electrical because it got progressively worse. Progressively worse to the point where when I wanted to use it, I couldn't even get the key to go into the ignition all the way. And when I stubbornly sat in the car (with both front doors wide open to catch a breeze) - and wiggled and jiggled and jimmied and played with the key until it did slide into the ignition - then it slid in and wouldn't turn or get out again.
And that annoying beeping noise in your car when you have the doors open and key in the ignition? Yeah, that totally helped me keep my cool.
So now it's Sunday, of the last long weekend of the summer and we're stuck at home. With a bum car and an impending bill that we've been promised will be at least $300. Just after the $900 vet bill we paid last week.
Awesome.
