Thursday, August 04, 2005

Poor Darby

My poor car. Picture this: it's 6:00pm, my Friday, I am thrilled as I get ready to make the last long commute of the week...thrilled that is, until I go to start my car and lo and behold- nothing happens! Are you kidding? Unfortunately, no. So I go back into the office, with a look on my face that my closest co-workers have seen once before- about a month and a half ago when I had to return to the office one afternoon after I realized my car had a flat tire.

So I call AAA, automatically get put on hold for over 10 minutes, and then have to wait a half an hour for someone to show up. Whatever his name was, AAA guy #1 (AAAG1), guessed the battery was the problem and was able to jump start the car right away, so my plan was to drive it several miles to the Sears where I had visited before to get a new tire. I figured, okay, I know where that place is (conveniently located at South Coast Plaza, Nordstrom shoe department-adjacent), so I'll just go over there, get a new battery installed (and maybe a new pair of shoes for my trouble), and be on my way. Things could be worse. A-ha! Not so fast!

Luckily, a very thoughtful co-worker offered to follow me, just in case, and thank goodness she did, because my poor car totally died again, not 2 blocks from the mall. So we pull off the main street onto a side streed, and I call AAA, again, and get put on hold, again, and then wait, again, this time for a tow. My very thoughtful coworker waited with me. Whatever his name was, AAA guy #2 (AAAG2), arrived pretty quickly, and as soon as I told him the story, quickly made the determination that it had to be the alternator. I'm sure I made a deflated, audible heavy sigh of a noise of some kind at that point. Then, after as much deliberation as one could do while AAAG2 was waiting there, we decided that the best idea would be to have the car towed back to my house and then I could deal with this (call AAA yet again, wait yet again, and get towed yet again) to a mechanic TBD, tomorrow (my day off). Luckily (ha!) I have AAA "Plus", which allows me 4 tows of up to 100 miles per year. So, off we go, me and AAAG2, 40 or so miles north on the 405. Good times. He was nice, at least, and the traffic had pretty much subsided by that time, so it wasn't too bad...

Well anyway, fast-forward to me now, safe and semi-sound, at home. I got the name of a trustworthy mechanic (oxymoron?) in Santa Monica, recommended by a friend of mine, so hopefully I can get poor Darby there tomorrow morning, and hopefully they will be able to fix her without TOO big of a hit to my wallet (seeing as I just paid around $900 in car "maintenance" last month). Please cross your fingers for me that this is the case. Otherwise, I will cry, and worse- be cast into even deeper debt, due to all the pairs of shoes I will need to buy myself in order to somehow lessen the pain (we call this Shoe Therapy). I honestly don't know how much more of this I can take. I love my car, but holy cow! How much more of this can I take? Poor Darby.

6 comments:

Disentangled said...

Oh, no! I'm so glad you made it home safe and sound. The last time I drove in a tow truck was after Wendy's murder :-(

Well, let us know how it goes today. I'll participate in some sympathy Shoe Therapy to help get you through.

Nonnahs said...

Thank you. Darby and I appreciate your support! Aw, Wendy! :(

Darby status update: I am, once again, in wait mode for who will have the distinction of being AAAG3 to arrive and deliver my car to the aforementioned trustworthy mechanic guy (TMG). TMG thinks Darby's problem could either be the alternator or a belt which runs the alternator- neither of these options really sound good to me, but whatever, he was really nice and said he would take a look at my car this morning and call me back in a few hours. So please feel free to keep your fingers crossed for at least that long. ;) I'll report back with Darby's latest medical chart ASAP.

Ghengis Kanj said...

How does buying shoes fix cars again? Either way I'll keep my fingers crossed for ya!! They say that short fat chubby finger crosses are luckier anyhow.

Nonnahs said...

Thanks! Ghengis Kanj's chubby finger crossing must have worked, because it turned out that the only thing wrong with Darby, to everyone's surprise, was she had a totally kaput battery. They tested everything and all else is working fine (including the alternator). So we replaced that and she seems to be good now. Until, of course, I get to stall out again, whenever the alternator actually does give out, which is probably soon considering the number of miles on the car. Yay, I can hardly wait (insert uber sarcasm here)! On the upside, I seem to have found a great mechanic, so when Darby's next ailment hits, I'll at least know where to take her to get fixed.

Nasus said...

Yay! I'm glad that was the only problem... my question is why the $900 maintenance dude didn't catch it...

Mercedes said...

No kidding, why didn't the $900 maintenance dude catch it? He should be responsible in some part for your new alternator. I'm glad you made it home safe though.