…I just spent the morning–all of it–at the garage. The good news is that the car is now safe for my son to drive. The bad news is… well, you know what the bad news always is at the garage. It wasn’t quite a thousand, but it was within spitting distance. I bike to work, and one reason is that my bike, and all the repairs I have ever paid for on my bike, cost less over the past 10 years than this one visit to the garage just cost.
So I’m more than a little bit miffed
As I stare at my car on the lift
And the thought of expense
Makes me just a bit tense
As they call in the afternoon shift!
There’s a noise that the car always makes
As it pulls to the left, and then shakes–
It’s a terrible sound–
It goes “Yeah, that’s around
Seven hundred to drop on the brakes”.
The finale, that just gets my goat–
The mechanic gets ready to tote
Up the numbers, then sees
Some additional fees
Based on payments he needs for his boat!
(disclaimer: I actually do really like this mechanic and this shop. The last one, though…)
I suspect that this is a common enough theme that I can just leave it with three, and my amazing commenters will soon put me to shame!