Oops, Jamie did it again. At least she didn't leave me stranded this time. At least she didn't die on the freeway, 'cause that would have really pissed me off. But choke she did and I was already running late. I turned the key and she jolted and shook. I let her idle for a bit and she just kept shaking. I started to pull out of my parking spot and she jolted and sputtered as she always does when the spark plug or cylinder or whatever it is that keeps failing fails. I pulled forward into the first spot on the street (so as to make towing easier) and walked to the bus stop.
So here's the really sucky part:
a) I don't get paid until NEXT Friday, which means at least a week on the bus.
b) I'd like to have this VW specialist in Van Nuys take a look at her, but how will I get to Van Nuys?
c) I want to trade her in and try to get a new used car, but...
d) I still haven't gotten her smog checked so the registration is past due so I can't use her as a trade-in until I rectify that--which I can't do because she's not running.
e) There's a very important all-day meeting coming up at the end of the month for which I need to get food and coffee.
So I'm hopeful. I hope I can get her to Van Nuys or find a local VW expert. I hope the dealership was full of shit when they said she needed at $4000 engine block whatever. I hope she can be fixed for under $500. I hope she passes smog check. I hope I can then trade her in, rear-end damage and all, and get a newer used car that will keep me running errands until doomsday. And you know what they say: Tis better to have hope in your soul than soap in your hole.