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Pookeysgirl · 03-20-2012, 11:08 AM

So here's the ridiculous Monday I had yesterday:

First, I get a call from my husband at 9:30am. He was pulled over doing 86 km/h in a 60 km/h zone. Lucky for him the officer was very nice and understanding that he was running late (for reasons I won't mention here because if my husband ever saw this it would embarass him). So the office didn't give him the ticket for $250 and deduct 3 demerit points (because he was so darn nice) instead he nailed him for driving without proper insurance since my (loving, wonderful, sweet husband) left the new insurance slip on his bedside table. So now we have to pay $65 for that.

Then later in the day around noon I called Walmart Vision Center to see if my glasses were ready. I had 2 made, 1 regular glasses and 1 pair of sunglasses. My regualr glasses I picked up over a week ago (2 weeks later than they should have been), and my sunglasses were now 3 weeks late. I found out that yes my glasses are in. I get to Walmart and find out that the glasses that I'm wearing are actually defective and need to be returned. I had experienced some problems with them, a lot of glare, and what looks like the outlining of an eye on each lense (I couldn't really see it unless I was looking carefully at them). I find out that they were not anti-glare coated and that I didn't ask for that nor did I pay for it. Yippee another expense that I can't afford

. So the glasses have to go back as defective and I end up having to pay extra for the coating so I won't see my own eyes reflected in the lenses. Now I have no glasses other than my shades and most of my work involves using a computer. Yes, I'm a moron for not thinking ahead of time and returning my glasses AFTER retrieving my spare ones from home

.

No, I'm not done...

As I'm leaving Walmart I get a call from work that there is a cheque at one of our customers that I need to pick up. They're about 25 minutes away by highway, and I go there at least once a week.

Now my truck was recently fixed. Actually I only got it back Friday, it had 2 balljoints replaced. This morning was the first time I drove it myself and it felt great. Steering was tight, front-end was nice and stiff, I was very happy.

I get half way there and I'm on the highway at this point when my fron-end starts to shake. I'm pretty used to driving beat-up vehicles with bad brakes, off alignment, and other various issues because we can't afford to buy new cars. So I didn't really think much of it. I kept my speed at the posted limit 100 km/h which is very unusual for me, I like speed

. I get off the highway and driving along the road and there's an upcoming red light. As I'm slowing down I hear a pretty loud grinding noise coming from my front passenger wheel. I stopped the truck and eased up on the break to allow it to start rolling, then hit the break to make sure I knew where the noise was coming from and to see if maybe, just maybe, it was a one time noise that will work itself out. Nope, it starts getting louder the more I break and release and break again. I make it to the customer and as I'm pulling into the driveway I hear not only grinding, but clunking and the steering wheel is shaking.

I get the cheque and get back into the car. I figure at that point I will call my husband and find out what he thinks and if I can drive it slowly. My damn phone battery is dying. I call him and let him know what's going on. He calls the mechanic and calls me back (draining my battery a little more because I'm too stupid to use the customers phone, which I am sitting right in front of) he says that I can drive it but if it starts to clunk I need to pull over, stop the truck and turn the wheel back and forth a couple times and keep going. He wants me to bring the truck to him and he will take it to the mechanic since he works right down the street from him. So I start my slow trek back to him using just main roads. It took me 45 minutes to get to him, all the time listening and feeling the truck to see if it's going to fall apart on me en route. By the time I reached him my head was pounding from the stress, I ws ready to scream at the mechanic because really, what are the odds that this has NOTHING to do with the balljoints? So I take my husbands truck...which has bad brakes and almost no steering. I can turn the wheel 1/4 way in both directions before it even starts to turn. Sometimes the wheels go off to the right without me even turning the steering wheel. Yes I know we shouldn't have it on the road but we can't afford not to. Don't worry I won't kill anyone, it sounds worse than it is, and it can be controlled with quick reflexes. That I have in abundance.

I finally get back to work more than 3 hours later and have to sit the rest of the afternoon in front of a computer screen with no glasses, it was too dark to wear shades. By the time I got home last night I had a migraine. My husband meanwhile had the truck checked and it turns out that my front-end is soooo rusted that when they put the parts back on and tightened everything it caused more friction and that's where the grinding noise is coming from. So I ask about the clunking, he says he doesn't hear any clunking, nor did the mechanic and he didn't see anything that could have caused it. Wonderful.

So I told my husband, he can drive it for now and let it fall apart on him and then he'll know where the clunking was coming from

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I feel better now.

03-20-2012, 11:08 AM	#20188
Pookeysgirl Wizard Posts: 1,705 Karma: 12696746 Join Date: May 2010 Device: K3, Kobo Mini	So here's the ridiculous Monday I had yesterday: First, I get a call from my husband at 9:30am. He was pulled over doing 86 km/h in a 60 km/h zone. Lucky for him the officer was very nice and understanding that he was running late (for reasons I won't mention here because if my husband ever saw this it would embarass him). So the office didn't give him the ticket for $250 and deduct 3 demerit points (because he was so darn nice) instead he nailed him for driving without proper insurance since my (loving, wonderful, sweet husband) left the new insurance slip on his bedside table. So now we have to pay $65 for that. Then later in the day around noon I called Walmart Vision Center to see if my glasses were ready. I had 2 made, 1 regular glasses and 1 pair of sunglasses. My regualr glasses I picked up over a week ago (2 weeks later than they should have been), and my sunglasses were now 3 weeks late. I found out that yes my glasses are in. I get to Walmart and find out that the glasses that I'm wearing are actually defective and need to be returned. I had experienced some problems with them, a lot of glare, and what looks like the outlining of an eye on each lense (I couldn't really see it unless I was looking carefully at them). I find out that they were not anti-glare coated and that I didn't ask for that nor did I pay for it. Yippee another expense that I can't afford . So the glasses have to go back as defective and I end up having to pay extra for the coating so I won't see my own eyes reflected in the lenses. Now I have no glasses other than my shades and most of my work involves using a computer. Yes, I'm a moron for not thinking ahead of time and returning my glasses AFTER retrieving my spare ones from home . No, I'm not done... As I'm leaving Walmart I get a call from work that there is a cheque at one of our customers that I need to pick up. They're about 25 minutes away by highway, and I go there at least once a week. Now my truck was recently fixed. Actually I only got it back Friday, it had 2 balljoints replaced. This morning was the first time I drove it myself and it felt great. Steering was tight, front-end was nice and stiff, I was very happy. I get half way there and I'm on the highway at this point when my fron-end starts to shake. I'm pretty used to driving beat-up vehicles with bad brakes, off alignment, and other various issues because we can't afford to buy new cars. So I didn't really think much of it. I kept my speed at the posted limit 100 km/h which is very unusual for me, I like speed . I get off the highway and driving along the road and there's an upcoming red light. As I'm slowing down I hear a pretty loud grinding noise coming from my front passenger wheel. I stopped the truck and eased up on the break to allow it to start rolling, then hit the break to make sure I knew where the noise was coming from and to see if maybe, just maybe, it was a one time noise that will work itself out. Nope, it starts getting louder the more I break and release and break again. I make it to the customer and as I'm pulling into the driveway I hear not only grinding, but clunking and the steering wheel is shaking. I get the cheque and get back into the car. I figure at that point I will call my husband and find out what he thinks and if I can drive it slowly. My damn phone battery is dying. I call him and let him know what's going on. He calls the mechanic and calls me back (draining my battery a little more because I'm too stupid to use the customers phone, which I am sitting right in front of) he says that I can drive it but if it starts to clunk I need to pull over, stop the truck and turn the wheel back and forth a couple times and keep going. He wants me to bring the truck to him and he will take it to the mechanic since he works right down the street from him. So I start my slow trek back to him using just main roads. It took me 45 minutes to get to him, all the time listening and feeling the truck to see if it's going to fall apart on me en route. By the time I reached him my head was pounding from the stress, I ws ready to scream at the mechanic because really, what are the odds that this has NOTHING to do with the balljoints? So I take my husbands truck...which has bad brakes and almost no steering. I can turn the wheel 1/4 way in both directions before it even starts to turn. Sometimes the wheels go off to the right without me even turning the steering wheel. Yes I know we shouldn't have it on the road but we can't afford not to. Don't worry I won't kill anyone, it sounds worse than it is, and it can be controlled with quick reflexes. That I have in abundance. I finally get back to work more than 3 hours later and have to sit the rest of the afternoon in front of a computer screen with no glasses, it was too dark to wear shades. By the time I got home last night I had a migraine. My husband meanwhile had the truck checked and it turns out that my front-end is soooo rusted that when they put the parts back on and tightened everything it caused more friction and that's where the grinding noise is coming from. So I ask about the clunking, he says he doesn't hear any clunking, nor did the mechanic and he didn't see anything that could have caused it. Wonderful. So I told my husband, he can drive it for now and let it fall apart on him and then he'll know where the clunking was coming from . I feel better now.