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Nov. 21st, 2005 01:41 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
which_chickI bought a new battery for the truck today.
It wasn't starting right on Thursday, sounded kind of wimpy, and didn't start at all on Friday. This morning I jumped it (Yes, I can work jumper cables. They're fucking color-coded. Illiterate people can work them.) and went to the battery place first thing to get a new battery installed. At the battery place, the grandmotherly lady who worked the counter apologetically informed me that the installer guy didn't come in until 9:00. I told her not to worry -- I had tools. She was like "Are you sure?" *sigh* With my tools (correct socket on the first try because I fucking rock), I took the old battery out of my truck. I schlepped it into the store and she looked at it with her battery thingie and agreed that it was dead. She sold me a new battery and I took it out and installed it in my truck, with my tools. She was like "You're pretty handy. What does your boyfriend say about that?" Hunh? WTF? Boyfriend? (It's the ring. I wear a diamond-and-platinum engagement ring on my left ring finger because that's the finger it fits. It was my grandmother's and I wear it because it makes my grandma happy. Anyway, what with the ring, people think I'm attached or engaged or something. I'm not.) I explained to the battery lady that it was my grandma's ring and thereby sidestepped the entire boyfriend question.
For the record, if there were a boyfriend, which there is not, he'd be expected to approve wholeheartedly of the fix0ring and mad tool skillz. If he tried to not-approve (or worse, suggested that I give some thought to appearing helpless and incapable so's to provide him with opportunities to come SAVE me) he'd suddenly find himself shopping for another girlfriend. (You think I'm kidding. I'm not. I have actually had guys-I-was-fucking say things like "Do you have to be so damn capable all the time?" Yes. Yes, I do. It's a control thing.)
Also, the battery lady would not give me a discount on the battery even though I had to install it myself.
It wasn't starting right on Thursday, sounded kind of wimpy, and didn't start at all on Friday. This morning I jumped it (Yes, I can work jumper cables. They're fucking color-coded. Illiterate people can work them.) and went to the battery place first thing to get a new battery installed. At the battery place, the grandmotherly lady who worked the counter apologetically informed me that the installer guy didn't come in until 9:00. I told her not to worry -- I had tools. She was like "Are you sure?" *sigh* With my tools (correct socket on the first try because I fucking rock), I took the old battery out of my truck. I schlepped it into the store and she looked at it with her battery thingie and agreed that it was dead. She sold me a new battery and I took it out and installed it in my truck, with my tools. She was like "You're pretty handy. What does your boyfriend say about that?" Hunh? WTF? Boyfriend? (It's the ring. I wear a diamond-and-platinum engagement ring on my left ring finger because that's the finger it fits. It was my grandmother's and I wear it because it makes my grandma happy. Anyway, what with the ring, people think I'm attached or engaged or something. I'm not.) I explained to the battery lady that it was my grandma's ring and thereby sidestepped the entire boyfriend question.
For the record, if there were a boyfriend, which there is not, he'd be expected to approve wholeheartedly of the fix0ring and mad tool skillz. If he tried to not-approve (or worse, suggested that I give some thought to appearing helpless and incapable so's to provide him with opportunities to come SAVE me) he'd suddenly find himself shopping for another girlfriend. (You think I'm kidding. I'm not. I have actually had guys-I-was-fucking say things like "Do you have to be so damn capable all the time?" Yes. Yes, I do. It's a control thing.)
Also, the battery lady would not give me a discount on the battery even though I had to install it myself.
