Whew, finally!
All the work is finally done on the car. This morning's installment of "sitting in the Toyota waiting room from the crack of dawn onward" was almost more than my brain could stand. Nearly three hours this time. Mind you, that's three hours of having to watch/listen to the TODAY Show, which I loathe. On a giant TV screen, which is hard to filter out. Not that the TODAY Show is so sinister; I just can't stand any network television and I can't stand "The News" in general, and I can't stand commercials...
But it is all over and done with now and, I have to say, my car runs like a dream! Wow. It was worth the time and money and the suffering through the TODAY Show. And just to cap off the final installment of misery...when I gave them my check to pay for this morning's repair work, the lady said, "I need to see some I.D. because they're asking for authorization; I have to call it in."
Well, that was weird. And even though I knew I had the money in the bank, just those words made me succumb to that horrible stress and tension and self-doubt: Did I somehow make some enormously huge mathematical error and is this check going to bounce all over the place? I don't have a credit card on me; what will I do? They've already done the work on the car... etc., etc.
And while I was in the process of succumbing to irrational fear, all around me the Toyota shop was sinking into chaos. Phones were ringing that no one was answering; people began talking really animatedly, but not in a good way; and the female-worker just to my left was deep into some type of confrontational angst with her supervisor and while he was saying one thing to her, in an upset-supervisor-tone, she would interrupt him and say, "But you're not listening to me" and this kind of escalated, pushing itself into my succumbing-to-irrational-panic space....
Whew! The check finally cleared and I got the heck out of there.
And now the corned beef is boiling on the stove; the cabbage is ready to jump into the pot, and the potatoes are ready to boil. And the all important Guinness is in the fridge! Yay! And what's primed on the DVD player, you ask? Yes, as always, my St. Patrick's Day favorite:
Have a happy St. Paddy's Day, gang, wherever you are!! Ireland Forever, gang!! See ya!
But it is all over and done with now and, I have to say, my car runs like a dream! Wow. It was worth the time and money and the suffering through the TODAY Show. And just to cap off the final installment of misery...when I gave them my check to pay for this morning's repair work, the lady said, "I need to see some I.D. because they're asking for authorization; I have to call it in."
Well, that was weird. And even though I knew I had the money in the bank, just those words made me succumb to that horrible stress and tension and self-doubt: Did I somehow make some enormously huge mathematical error and is this check going to bounce all over the place? I don't have a credit card on me; what will I do? They've already done the work on the car... etc., etc.
And while I was in the process of succumbing to irrational fear, all around me the Toyota shop was sinking into chaos. Phones were ringing that no one was answering; people began talking really animatedly, but not in a good way; and the female-worker just to my left was deep into some type of confrontational angst with her supervisor and while he was saying one thing to her, in an upset-supervisor-tone, she would interrupt him and say, "But you're not listening to me" and this kind of escalated, pushing itself into my succumbing-to-irrational-panic space....
Whew! The check finally cleared and I got the heck out of there.
And now the corned beef is boiling on the stove; the cabbage is ready to jump into the pot, and the potatoes are ready to boil. And the all important Guinness is in the fridge! Yay! And what's primed on the DVD player, you ask? Yes, as always, my St. Patrick's Day favorite:
Have a happy St. Paddy's Day, gang, wherever you are!! Ireland Forever, gang!! See ya!
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