Ok, it never fails. Every fucking time I think I'm getting ahead, something or someone comes along to fuck it up.
This is what happened this time.
I bought my new truck last month, paid cash for it. There was a few little things wrong with it, but you expect that when you get a vehicle that's just about 13 years old. But I should have fucking known when the dealer was an Italian guy from North Jersey.
Fucking Wop Guinny bastard.
So about a week ago I start to get the really bad vibration when I hit 35 MPH. Felt exactly like a Universal joint going out. No biggie thinks I, I'll take it to the shop and have them replace it. It's not a really major deal if you get it in time... If you let a U-Joint go for to long you run the risk of the drive shaft falling out.
So I thought I'd get it taken care of as soon as possible. I dropped it off at the shop here in town last week and get a call from them the next day.
It wasn't the U-Joint.
I have a dead cylider. One of the cylinders isn't firing at all and when the RPM's get up to the high range the motor runs ragged, making it feel just like a U-Joint. No compression at all in N. 8 cylider.
(And before any of you think to say it, yes, now I know I'm not running on all eight cyliders... And the car had no warranty, it was sold "as is"... And everything checked out ok when I drove it off the lot)
So now this morning I have to drop in off again for a complete valve job... Going to run me around $1,000.
On top of that I've got to rent a car because I can't keep asling my buddy JP to pick me up every day for the next week, it's unfair to him. And I do prefer to have a little freedom.
So, this is just another in a long line of reasons why my No. 1 phraze to come out of my mouth is "What The Fuck!"
Copyright 2007 Thomas J Wolfenden