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You know that post last week where I said I had to replace a hose in my car? Yeah, well, when it rains, it pours, and this seems doubly true in Florida where it fucking monsoons. Ever since I've owned my car, it has tended to lurch a little when it shifts gears. (It's an automatic, but it's also my first car, and I didn't really do much driving before I bought it, so I wasn't sure that they all didn't lurch a little.) Hell, maybe they are supposed to do that, but the point remains, when your automatic transmission is shifting from third to fourth gear, it should actually shift, and not make an awful angry growling sound before oh-so-reluctantly shifting (with a giant, obvious lurch-of-doom for good measure). I was about a mile from my house yesterday morning when I realized that YES, THIS IS A FUCKING PROBLEM. So I turned around and lurched home, and called in to work because I didn't think it was a good idea to be driving my car around if my transmission had the potential of falling the fuck out. And then I slept in for a few hours, because it was only 6 am and I had nowhere to be, and the garages in town wouldn't be open yet anyway.

So at about 9:30 I get back up, and take my ass into town to the Ford dealership and ask them to see if it's a tiny little problem or the end of my life. Sadly, it turns out to be closer to the latter. My overdrive is shot. (This is what they told me, and I am assuming that, in my little 4 cylinder car, 4th gear and overdrive are much the same thing.) They tell me that I would have to rebuild the transmission, or buy a new one. This would cost anywhere from $2000-3000, depending upon whether I got one new or used. I paid $2500 for my car. Needless to say, I'm not going to spend as much as I paid for the car to fix it when it has 180,000 miles and could have another crisis at any time. Even if I had a random $2000-3000 to spend.

So then I look around the dealership, and find a nice 2005 Ford Focus with something like 8k miles (if I remember correctly) and a standard transmission. I wouldn't mind learning to drive stick, if I had the $7000 they wanted for it. And apparently my credit is pretty crap, so I can't get financing with the dealership without a cosigner.

So after hearing all of this fantastic news, I lurch my poor broken car home, and go tell my mother. Because she needed to know, even if I didn't want to share my misery. Because in my personal case, I do not like company in my misery. If I'm having a bad day, the last thing I want to do is bring anyone down with me. But I tell her, because I am a fucking good girl.

And then I get to listen to her bitch for the next hour about how much my stepfather is going to bitch, and how she doesn't want to hear it and about how miserable he makes her. This is her perennial rant. I hear it all the time. She and my stepfather fight like cats and dogs, especially now that he doesn't have a job and hangs around their house all fucking day. But honestly, when I'm already having a bad day, about the last thing I want to hear about is how my awful misfortune is going to make her day worse. Does that make me selfish? I honestly can't tell. Not that it would change anything even if it does make me selfish, because right now I don't care.
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