Seems like I have been doing a lot of RAWRing lately. I almost feel bad about it. I got the car things were great. Took it to the CHP to get inspected great. NOW It won't start and I have at least one blown fuse. So I called dad, trusty old dad. He suggested I go to the parts store and pick up a few things. Now you have to understand I have been around a few cars. I know my starter from my alternator, Im not Danika Patrick but I can handle the medium stuff. So I go to good old Napa and talk to the first counter person who is free. Happens to be a male (sigh) about my age (double sigh) who proceeds to talk to me like my barbie car just broke down.
Wanna Be Gear Head - "Are you sure you know what kind of car it is?"
Me - Yes you nimrod I know what kind of car it is......It is a 1982 Volvo 260, that means it has 6 cylinders, unlike the 240 which has 4 cylinders.
Wanna be - "Well hunny they according to my computer here {pats screen} Volvo didn't make a V6 that year. NO SUCH THING so are you sure you know what you are talking about?"
Me - Yes I know what I am talking about,you know computers aren't always right. How about you just look up the 240 and tell me what I need to know because they are all the same with in the 200 class.
Wanna be - You should just make sure you know what you are talking about, you know as a guy I could do that for you.....
I then realized that my inner monologue had turned into my mothers voice, when she gets angry and talks through her teeth. It was telling me to reach up and just smash his face in to the computer screen. I just got so aggravated I walked off to find the fuses. All I wanted from him was another suggestion as to what it might be that is causing Gert problems, but no because I have lady bits I MUST want to be hit on and have 0 car sense! RAWRRRR
So I found the things I wanted and walked back up to the counter to cash out. Mr. Wanna Be waved me over and I looked directly at him and shook my head no. I had 0 desire to deal with him again. Waited till another man was free......he is mid40s and missing his 4 front teeth. PERFECT! But really he was......My opening sentince was......Do you know how hard it is to get a straight answer about a part when all the guy wants to do is hit on you??
NG - Oh I see you met Wanna Be. Don't worry hun I have real answers.
Which he did. He suggested some things for me to check out and hooked me up with a shop that specialises in Volvo's in the area. WOOT WOOT!!
Saturday is the day I get to tinker with Gert again hopefully we can fix her with little to no more aggravation.
Some guys are just ignorant pricks. I hope tinker can get your baby to run perfectly for yu. :)
ReplyDeleteYay for the old man with no teeth Lol.
ReplyDeleteUg. Men are sometimes completely clueless.
ReplyDeleteI used to cover in Sporting Goods back in the day...
Old men were often worse than the young ones.
Sports, hunting, fishing, cars...men just don't think women know anything about them.
I have a good friend who owns a 1965 Volvo just like mine. She restored it. I've met plenty of other women who enjoy cars and know their way around under the hood.
ReplyDeleteYou should have sent a man back there a day later to talk to the same guy asking the same questions.
Sheesh! I'd hate to see you when you're angry.
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