My Car

Well I had quite an adventure this morning. Don't you just hate that sinking feeling you get when your car breaks down? Maybe you don't drive the kind of cars I drive and so don't know what I'm talking about but I know it well. I was actually on my way to the mechanics for them to charge me a million dollars to fix a water leak that I could probably fix myself if I had even a scrap of knowledge about cars. I was almost there when the engine stopped, for good. Luckily my Mum was following me and was able to go home and look after Sam while Corey went to work. I ,meanwhile, waited for the RAC to arrive and tell me that I needed a tow truck. I then waited for the tow truck for what seemed like 4 days but was in fact only about 1/2 an hour. The guy was talking on his mobile to another driver and made a comment about me being a 'clubbie' and therefore not good. I guess he was referring to the fact that I got a free ride due to my RAC membership (best investment ever!). Anyway, we got to the mechanic and he looked a little uncertain when I started listing some of the problems I had noticed, oil leak, water leak, gears slipping, smell of gas, various strange noises.... He said he would make a list and let me know. I think what he was thinking was more like, you're kidding, you actually want me to try and fix this. I hate being the stereotypical women who knows nothing about cars but that's what I am. I also hate trying to speak to mechanics and sounding like a complete idiot. "Oh and there was this weird noise, you know, in the thingy." Most of the time I am semi intelligent, honest