I was in Sacramento starting last Wednesday to have the overgrown gum tissue scraped away from my dental anchors in preparation for the plates going in. I had planned to return home on Sunday, but Saturday morning my car suddenly started idling rough. I drove it to a local repair shop that I trust and that would take walk ins. They said that one of my spark plugs had gone bad, along with its attendant "coil" (the thing that "caps" the plug to create a complete electrical circuit). With a car engine you can't replace just one bad plug, you have to replace all of them, especially since the other three were about to go bad too. And of course all four coils needed to be replaced. Cost: US$1460! Apparently the coils are US$250 EACH!
The front desk guy was really apologetic and was reeling off ways to mitigate the cost, so I told him, look buddy, I am going to be driving 300 miles within a couple days, and I don't want to break down in the middle of nowhere. He said, ok buddy, whatever. I told my mom and she started crying. But she said yeah, it needs to be done since I have to drive in some pretty remote areas between home and Sacramento. Even worse the fuel system needed to be flushed, and it took longer than they thought, so the shop had to stay open an hour past official closing so a tech could babysit my car while the cleaner went through the engine.
I waited there about two hours for my car to be done, I had my mom drop me off 45min before the shop closed so I could be there when it was done so I wouldn't have to worry about having my car be there overnight since the shop is in a ghetto. So I spent two hours in an un-airconditioned repair place with only a giant fan to keep the waiting room cool. When I finally got back to my mom's house it was way past my usual meds time so I had to stay an extra day.
The front desk guy was really apologetic and was reeling off ways to mitigate the cost, so I told him, look buddy, I am going to be driving 300 miles within a couple days, and I don't want to break down in the middle of nowhere. He said, ok buddy, whatever. I told my mom and she started crying. But she said yeah, it needs to be done since I have to drive in some pretty remote areas between home and Sacramento. Even worse the fuel system needed to be flushed, and it took longer than they thought, so the shop had to stay open an hour past official closing so a tech could babysit my car while the cleaner went through the engine.
I waited there about two hours for my car to be done, I had my mom drop me off 45min before the shop closed so I could be there when it was done so I wouldn't have to worry about having my car be there overnight since the shop is in a ghetto. So I spent two hours in an un-airconditioned repair place with only a giant fan to keep the waiting room cool. When I finally got back to my mom's house it was way past my usual meds time so I had to stay an extra day.