A day after I arrived home from my college fraternity get together last week my 2014 Outback Suburu gave me a surprise. I was driving to Giant Eagle and the car dash lit up like it was a July 4 fireworks celebration. Before I go on you must understand I'm a moron when it comes to any and all things mechanical. I don't know how to start up a push lawnmower. Putting a pencil into a sharpener is an achievement. If I can fire up my computer from an overnight charge it's grounds for a celebration. So when I saw the lights on the car I immediately took that bad boy down to my local AAA car repair guy. He determined he was unable to fix it and suggested I take it to the dealer. The first word that entered my head was, "Cha-ching."
Off I went to Byers Suburu in Dublin and after a quick look see I was informed a diagnostic test was mandatory. I have no idea what a diagnostic entails but the guy behind the counter told me he couldn't get me in for six days. Since The Queen is at the lake place in Minnesota I became somewhat concerned since I was told not to drive the vehicle. Charlie and I are without transportation until tomorrow and I'm clueless about what's about to happen.
When I was speaking to the Byers guy I had the unmitigated gall to ask, "How much is this test going to cost?" His answer? "Oh, somewhere between $125.00 and $1,000.? You now understand why I thought 'Cha-ching'. And this is only for the test. I can only imagine how much the 'rectal' bill will be after the damage is fixed.
One of the lights on the dash read, 'brakes' with a picture of a car and tires swerving. I mentioned this to my neighbor and told me his buddy had a test done and the brakes were fixed to the tune of $2,400. I'm guess this'll be somewhere around my bill except I suspect it'll be somewhere closer to the national debt.
Stay tuned. I'll give an update after tomorrow. When you read about it don't be drinking coffee or even a beer. You'll be laughing so hard it'll come out your nose.
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