better late than never!
ok ok i know i said i'd post yesterday and i didn't but i have a good excuse! i had a hot date with a pub quiz, a gorgeous barman and his lechy punters mmm and i gotta rush coz i haven't long got in and i've got to fly out at 8..being taken to the cinema cool!! so anyway my car, poor little thing has been poorly sick, i've booked it in for brian (mr cooper senior) to have a look at on saturday bless him..however i have tried my hand at a bit of car mending myself.. basically it was chugging, spluttering and stopping when stationery, the heater at the front is blowing out cold, even when set to hot, the rear heating strips on my back window atren't functioning at all, the light doesn't even come on on the dash and my side blowers arent really blowing, plus i still have a speaker out and the tape player is doing a fine job of munching all my decent music! brian suggested i checked my water and oil levels.. argh quick panic, he did show me how to do that but can i even remember how to open my bonnet!? no problem, i'll look, no no it's fine i'll sort it, don't be daft you don't need to put yourself out and come do that, i'kll do it, dumbass cathy! i shoulda just said yeah..anyways next morning, i went down to my meep meep armed with determination and water (sounds dangerous) a bit of fumbling later and the bonnet was up strike 1! look for the black cap, thats the water, could i get it off, no!! it was screwed on so tight i had to get my neighbour out to take it off.. i felt like such a knob! next, oil oil oil, where is it again? finally found the dipstick, oooh we're low, so i did that part way through pouring the ol i freaked coz it said petrol on the can, doh! oil for petrol cars, minor coronary avoided, phew, washer fluid went sweetly, all done, drop bonnet, ouch my finger! run upstairs filthy hands and running out of time, so i called my boss and dived in the shower arrived at work five mns late but feeling like i'd won..i'm so proud of me, i did it without too many gliches :D


5 Comments:
oops i sent that comment to your emails! anneka xxxxx
hmmmm, ur manager lets u be late eh?? espesh after u declare the need for a shower?? his mind got racin...
duh ya big silly my manager is called nikki!
well, who knows which way she bats??
she's married wid 2 kids..pretty conclusive! sorry but ur gonna have to keep ur dreams of my lesbo boss shenannigans to urself!
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