i’m taking my car to the shop in the morning. most likely danny the mechanny will tell me it needs a new clutch.
most likely it will cost me nine hundred dollars.
you know, because i made money this month, and the universe enjoys a good laugh.
i feel sick.
and not above blowing my mechanic for automotive favors.
Update: I may still blow him, but as it turns out, it’s not the clutch. Listen in:
Mech: Well, Maddie, it’s your lucky day. It’s the MASTER cylinder which drives the SLAVE cylinder for the clutch hydraulics.
Me: Hee-hee, that sounds dirty. So, um, can you WHIP it into submission? (Cackles…laughter breaking up phone line…can’t…breathe…)
Mech: Uh, I don’t know who makes up the names. It’s pretty weird.
Me: …Or pretty hot! Can you fix it before the weekend?
I think he actually gulped.
1 Comment
March 30, 2007 at 12:01 pm
I hope you did it in your sexy voice cus that would’ve worked for me. hee.