My family has this friend who works on cars out of his own garage. When I have a problem with my car it's rate that I even have to tell him what's going on with it. He remembers all the things he's ever done to it, put in it, and charged me for it. My car is...sadly memorable. He will diagnose the problem easily and in no time and will fix it as fast as humanly possible with a fair price tag.
Now as this all sounds CRAZY for a mechanic (as most people end up not liking mechanics) but the best part was what happened today.
It was a known issue that my fuel pump needed to be fixed and I decided that I would like to do that before my little vacation in June. I was also starting to hear some squeaking coming from the back end and my poor Blazer is no stranger to odd squeaks, and squeals and the occasional whirring sounds. But what unnerved me was this unique "clunk" sound that would occur from the back of my car every time I made a right turn.
I got my car in to see him and today I get the call (all things in quotation marks are his words): Gonna get the fuel pump done but good heavens it was "God's miracle" that I got my Blazer in to see him before something "happened to me." Praise heaven I was able to get it to see him before I "got into some real trouble." Why? Because there was shit just free-swinging back there because an essential piece of my car had rusted completely through and if I had "taken any right turn too sharp" I could have "rolled it right over."
ROLLED IT RIGHT OVER!!!!??!?!?!
Ahem. So here we are. It's a good thing I saved a thousand bucks to fix my car. 'Cause that's what we're lookin' at. Hahaha. He explained the whole situation to me over the phone in great detail and I feel informed and happy despite being a thousand dollars poorer. I can handle it and my car needs this. I love him not just because he's professional, detail-oriented and wonderfully fair but that he's informative and really nice and he actually cares about my personal well-being. He even went out of his way to call my parents to let them know about it because I was at work. Talk about awesome mechanic friends!
Now as this all sounds CRAZY for a mechanic (as most people end up not liking mechanics) but the best part was what happened today.
It was a known issue that my fuel pump needed to be fixed and I decided that I would like to do that before my little vacation in June. I was also starting to hear some squeaking coming from the back end and my poor Blazer is no stranger to odd squeaks, and squeals and the occasional whirring sounds. But what unnerved me was this unique "clunk" sound that would occur from the back of my car every time I made a right turn.
I got my car in to see him and today I get the call (all things in quotation marks are his words): Gonna get the fuel pump done but good heavens it was "God's miracle" that I got my Blazer in to see him before something "happened to me." Praise heaven I was able to get it to see him before I "got into some real trouble." Why? Because there was shit just free-swinging back there because an essential piece of my car had rusted completely through and if I had "taken any right turn too sharp" I could have "rolled it right over."
ROLLED IT RIGHT OVER!!!!??!?!?!
Ahem. So here we are. It's a good thing I saved a thousand bucks to fix my car. 'Cause that's what we're lookin' at. Hahaha. He explained the whole situation to me over the phone in great detail and I feel informed and happy despite being a thousand dollars poorer. I can handle it and my car needs this. I love him not just because he's professional, detail-oriented and wonderfully fair but that he's informative and really nice and he actually cares about my personal well-being. He even went out of his way to call my parents to let them know about it because I was at work. Talk about awesome mechanic friends!
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