09-28-2007, 09:00 PM
ok, little bit o backgroud. I ran my car off the road a few weeks ago, and caused $2,500 worth of damage, equaling roughly 2 weeks of work on said projectile vehicle, and same ammount of time in a rental. The gnome is unharmed (we are resiliant little f*kers), other than a dent in the wallet for the deductable and another dent in my patience from this rental KIA Rio. The damn thing has had a dead battery, flat tire, actually has manual mirrors and door locks and windows, and then today:
I lock the damn keys in the car. So I call the rental place, but somehow they magically don't keep spare sets to thier vehicle, and tell me to call a locksmith and spend $50 to get the keys out. I ask them to call the dealership and have a key cut and I will pay for it- after this takes 20 minutes of me on hold, the rental place comes back on to announce that the dealership can't cut a key, 1. because they can't find a blank key and 2. because I'm pretty sure they couldn't find the machine that makes the damn keys.
I would like to say that the story ended by me throwing a rock through the window, then driving the car off a cliff and standing at the top of said cliff with a big cuban cigar and my fixed vehicle and laughing my ass off, then driving away from this leap backwards in time. We got it with a coat hanger and a screwdriver and went back to working.
I feel much better now.
I lock the damn keys in the car. So I call the rental place, but somehow they magically don't keep spare sets to thier vehicle, and tell me to call a locksmith and spend $50 to get the keys out. I ask them to call the dealership and have a key cut and I will pay for it- after this takes 20 minutes of me on hold, the rental place comes back on to announce that the dealership can't cut a key, 1. because they can't find a blank key and 2. because I'm pretty sure they couldn't find the machine that makes the damn keys.
I would like to say that the story ended by me throwing a rock through the window, then driving the car off a cliff and standing at the top of said cliff with a big cuban cigar and my fixed vehicle and laughing my ass off, then driving away from this leap backwards in time. We got it with a coat hanger and a screwdriver and went back to working.
I feel much better now.