MARA VISITS THE AUTOBODY SHOP

Ok.. let me first start by saying that this is going to be a first class rant because I am so fecking pissed I can't see straight!!

I was in downtown Ann Arbor the other day, PARKED, getting something out of the back of Roxy (I name all my vehicles) when this braindead $2 whore attempts to pull in the spot in front of me and clips the front of my car!!! Stupid friggin reknob! What the hell. There were only 3 spaces in front of me.. that wasn't enough room for you to pull in!! @#$@$@$!!*&%

So I walk up to her window and knock, adorable pixie sweetness oozing from every pore of my body.... "I didn't do it". That's what she friggin said!! I hadn't even said anything yet! WTF!! Well you did it now. How friggin near-sited could you have been ya possum faced dipshit!

Ok.. so anyway I go to call the police, to which the near-sited possum says she doesn't have time to wait around for and that she'll drive down to the station herself and fill out the report (God save us all!) I take her insurance information and blah blah blah.....

So here it is a few days later and I'm taking the car in to get an estimate. I drop off the car and come back, wait in the little waiting area while the gal (::shudder:: wasn't really sure of her gender) went to get the mechanic because he "wanted to talk with me".

Apparently the mechanic took it upon himself to do a complete evaluation of the vehicle while he was estimating the accident repair. Ohhh yeah.. he had a big ole list. With my iritation level already peaked I stood, arms crossed, and listened to him lecture me about my car. About the time the fugly little turd burglar got to my needing to refill my 'BLINKER FLUID' I friggin lost it! Do I look THAT stupid?? I friggin hate being taken advantage of.

I told him that I wasn't worried about WHAT ELSE was wrong with the car, that I just wanted the estimate for the insurance company and I would be on my way. Well.... that raggedy, goiter licking asshole decided that in all good conscience he 'COULDN'T LET ME LEAVE' with my vehicle in such bad repair. WHAT!!! (on a side note... I get regular service and maintenance done to my car.. Tango would have it no other way so I know this is a bunch of bullshit). WHAT!!! CAN'T LET ME LEAVE. OOOhhhh... wrong thing to say you tea-bagging skid mark!

"GO SMOKE A TURD IN HELL YOU KNEE BITING, FURRY LEGGED HUMPER!"... All eyes in their office and garage turned to me but I wasn't about to back down and I wasn't in the mood to be lady-like. "How dare you threaten to hold my Roxy hostage you gag inducing, peckerheaded HOGARBEAST"......... He just stood there.. eyes getting rounder by the minute.

"Fart sniffing, cheapass, rotten-toothed, greasy-assed bunghole sucker! Go blow yourself you spunk-slimed feckface!"

Well.. his face turned about 53 shades of red and purple and finally he just handed over the keys to Roxy and I left... WITHOUT THE ESTIMATE!! Can this day get any better???

So now I have to go to ANOTHER garage and get ANOTHER estimate and probably talk to YET ANOTHER chauvenistic Dillweed. They probably have a friggin macho-mechanic network and I've been blacklisted for forever!!

I think I hate everybody today... blah.... well at least everybody at that autobody shoppe..... not mentioning any names ........Bob's Autobody & Glass

::smooches::

Mara