Why??? Because my back hurts like hell and I need to lay down. I swear I have been treated to some Freaky Friday shit and have been transferred into a 90-year-old body. I had to work in the bucket today, as well. Being forty feet off the ground trying to fix stuff is hard when your back starts spazzing out. I just said the hell with it and went home. I don't need that kind of excitement.
On the plus side, I found out why Clyde kept failing the emissions test. I was conversing with the emissions tech guy about possible reasons and I noticed some arcing coming from a spark plug wire. Well, this guy was dumb enough to go and touch it while my truck was running and got some sweet electric lovin' from the coil. Remember kids, volts don't kill you, amps do. This guy got 50,000 volts, and his convulsions, plus having an eerie likeness of Andy Richter, just made me laugh heartily. Is this wrong? Well, he is okay, and now I can fix the problem and be legal once again. YAY! But having to get under the hood while I'm hurting is not going to be fun at all.
Once again, I don't need this kind of excitement.
One little triumph of the day: I told my boss (the male one--too many bosses have I) to cram something into his pie hole. He looked at me and proceeded to shut the fugk up. It helps to physically intimidate your superiors, I find. I had total justification. We were having coconut cream pie:P
3 years ago