So once again I have car troubles. Based on the title of this chapter of the blog, you would think I want to light a fire to it. You'd be wrong. My car is again leaking gas from the tank. It first happened in October and I got a patch put on the tank and there was a small dent on the tank I was told. For a classic example of the Mondays, I opened my garage door this morning and was overwhelmed by the overwhelming smell of gasoline. I pulled my car out, and saw $42.00 worth of gas being leaked out and a standing puddle of the gas just sitting there laughing at me.
Quick as a leprechaun is short I go to my mechanic and tell them my dilemma. They had fixed the problem in October so I thought they would quick do it again. Apparently customers with emergency drive-ins are put behind people who call ten minutes later and ask for one new tire. Grrr... At 3 they said they would work on it and replace the tank for a mere $400, and luckily there is a tank in town so we don't have to wait. Now at 5:15 I am still waiting to hear if they are done.
Back to the Pyro inside all of us...why is my first impulse (when looking at a puddle of gasoline from my car) to light a match and watch it burn? Even when the puddle of gas inside a garage or in the midst of several parked cars, I want to burn it!!! Good thing I don't carry a lighter with me at all times....
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