Today I took my poor, sick car to see Justin. Justin is the guy that all of the boys I know around here (who are a bunch of gear heads) go to see when they have car problems that they can't handle themselves. Justin is g-o-o-d (and really hot, but that's entirely beside the point). He's also a really no-nonsese, not gonna beat around the bush, and won't take you for more than he can kinda guy.
Justin called me about a half hour ago. Apparently, my fuel pump is shot. On the one hand, this makes me feel good, because 1. I now know what the problem is and b) it's not something that would have turned up on that full diagnostic I've been putting off. Apparently a fuel pump is something that works until it doesn't and there's just no way of knowing when that will be. I feel all absolved and stuff. On the other hand this is pretty crap. It used to be that a fuel pump for my car cost somewhere in the area of $100 (please note that all prices are in Canadian dollars). Now, however, the fuel pump has a little computer inside it. So the part alone is going to cost $500-600. He's giving me a really good deal on the labour (see above what an awesome guy he is), so the whole she-bang, taxes in, is going to be $780.
*whimper*
Add to this that Fred's wheel-bearings are going, he needs new brakes and a transmission flush, for a grand total of about $500.
Christmas? What's that?
2 comments:
Bah, I'm sorry sweetie. I hate spending money like that on the car. I just did the preventative timing belt, my 90000 tune-up, plus a few other things and it came in at about $900 which made me want to hit someone.
But I didn't.
Being an adult is silly.
Yes, spending money to fix your car is the most thankless thing on the planet... aside from paying taxes, that is.
... my fuel pump is shot...
I bet men can never say that sentence out loud.
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