Well. It's over a year late, but I am going to get the oil changed in the car on Saturday. It's really only two thousand miles over, which is not great, but I've pretty much only driven it in town since last July. This has happened because the LAST time I got the oil changed, I did it in my hometown, got it done by a local company that's been there since the 1940s. My options in fucking Denver were the dealership that lost my car and gave it back to me with a dead battery. Then there was the tire place that also does other stuff- they let me sit in their dealership all day, twice, and a third time they tried to give me my car back the day before I went on a trip with something on the inspection sheet that said, "Not safe to drive," in big letters and I had to be like, "You were gonna let me walk out of this place without telling me? You are going to fix this right now and you are not gonna charge me." They argued they had to charge me. I went to a place that was WAY up out of my way and that guy did right by me right up until his place closed without warning, and that's when I went back to the other place, which is when they forgot about me for the entire day and still expected me to pay them for their service at the end. So. My last oil change was the last one I trusted. I can't do it myself because it's illegal to do it on the street and I'm not allowed to do it in my apartment's garage (I also don't really wanna crawl under the car- last time I did that was when Dad made me crawl under the car and change the oil on our 89 Dodge, I was smaller then). I know every garage is full of half-trained stoners who may or may not have any idea how a car works. And I know that this is my fault for choosing to own a vehicle made past 1980 that I can't service myself. But my trust is so goddamn low. I'd kinda like to trust things again- businesses, people, my expectation is that somebody's gonna fuck something up and that my best efforts to avert fuckery are in vain.
But I gotta take the car in, so I will try. And if they try to sell me tires, I will cut a bitch.
