Friday, November 5, 2010

just not my week

here's an interesting story from yours truly.
after hearing from London that i'm out of a job, today i'm met with more movie-like omens.

took the Rav to do regular oil change.
first off, when i made the appointment last night, i fell into the trap of speaking to a weird ass receptionist.
somehow she talked me into using a much more expensive synthetic oil, which scientifically does nothing different than regular oil.
good thing i did a bit of wiki look-up this morning.

so i went in. saw the notes that she left for the crew at the dealership.
fortunately i was able to just told the crew right out that i didn't need the synthetic oil.
then fuck me. the drug high receptionist never bothered to ask if my snow tires were on rims or not. so she initially put in a regular install tires request, which could've cost me 4 times more.
if i never read the crew's screen, i would've been fucked in the wallet.
the crew's not so bright either, couldn't even find the job codes on her screen when it's right in front of her.
she also failed to give me the tag before i left. if i hadn't reminded her, i would have had no tag.

the only good thing that came from today was the shuttle to hillcrest, which i didn't have to wait for.
but i did spend $90 in RW alone. good deals though.

anyway, so when i'm back in the shop, paid my services and all...
i'm also supposed to get a brush for the wind shield. the coupon's only good if i used the service there. and guess what? they're out of brushes.
i mean, there were literally angry customers waiting for the damn thing.
after waiting 5 mins, i just had to leave.

then went to the bank and found out the current GIC interest is half of what my old GIC rate was.
what the hell?
still have to go with it. what other choice do i have? i can't take out my RRSP, nor store it in my other low interest accounts.
and i locked down a lot for the tax-free account too, which i've just opened.
i'll let my future self worry about that later.
at least i can just let it sit in the bank.

and here's the best part.
i was reloading all my change back into the car after the servicing.
and i dropped a few quarters into the hand brake box cavity.
i freaked and used a screw driver + sticky putty trying to lift one visible quarter out from a very very small opening.
of course not only that didn't work, i also dropped the screw driver into the cavity.
then when i try to pry open the box frame, i cracked a little bit of it.
that's when i realized i could use the hook from a hanger (a hooker in short, yes, i'm a genius).
finally go the screw driver out. but left the now disappeared coin in there somewhere.
i hope they won't cause any major screwing up on the mechanics.

fuck this.
i'm outta here.

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