its funny how you always break down with a full tank of gas . . .
even worse is , in the pursuit of getting things fixed , you run into more double - talk and bullshit than is required . even from a person that calls himself a mechanic .
my car doesnt breakdown , or at least it hardly ever does , so , i dont have a triple - a card anymore , but the mechanic , to whom i had spoken personally twice in the week , said that it would be " no problem " to fix . i enlisted the help of good neighbor jerry to push mishacobile . its mostly down hill to the mechanic , ironically named " jerry's garage " . the whole trip was made easier by melissa pushing along with her own car .
to make a tediously long story mercifully short , i whipped out a can of mishaco brand © shut up TM , and proceeded to tell them that my car would get fixed , after it was towed by them to another , more compotent , responsible mechanic .
thats the push , now fer the rush : it was about ten a.m. when i finished with my car . i had a third interview at eleven a.m. . down on the miracle mile at a place that wouldnt be bad to actually go to . i borrowed fred's gun metal blue pimptastic cadillac and proceeded to get my drive on . i arrived at ten minutes to eleven .
the interview went fine , i can do all the things that were required : reconfigure , put together , repair . sometimes i just get nervous when im being tested . but , in the end it all turned out well . at about one : thirty .
when my car initially broke down , i was out doing some ' advertising ' for local comic val myers . i wanted to do a dumpster for her , and she would then allow me to put my tag on her forehead while she was on a webcam at work . i loved the idea . unbeknownst to me there was to be a ' chat ' interview on her site on the same day at one . i was about fifty minutes late , and the only one there at the time . i guess people had already gone . sorry , val . perhaps another time ?
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