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| - This is more of a rant than a review, so bear with me.
Scenario: I'm standing in front of Circle K on 9th Street and Van Buren, which is not making me happy to begin with and my new car won't start. MINI roadside service says all they can do is tow me home, which isn't gonna help, so I call AAA. They told me an hour to get someone out there. Ok, my cars alarm is going off, the door locks and key fob wont operate, and I'm basically pissing everyone at Circle K off. Some nice hispanic guy helps me to try to jump it, and it wouldn't work. 6 bums, 1 sunburn, and 3 grape powerades later I decide to push it home which is only 4 blocks.
After pushing the car home, on my own, and parking it outside of my building, I go inside and call AAA. It is now 4:50 and they tell me someone will be here between now and 7:20.... ok 7:20 is a long way away, and my car alarm is still going off, then stops, then goes off again... intermittently I'm sure making my neighbors pissy. My home AC is on the fritz so I'm basically in a home 83 degrees with a fan blowing on me, a storm approaching, and no more grape powerade. I'm PISSED at this point.
6:30 rolls around and I decide to start drinking vodka to pass the time...
7PM I'm drunk...
7:30 I'm drunk outside by my car cursing the fact that nobody has come yet.
7:45 go back for another drink inside... Finally get a phone call from the driver saying he is parked next to a cute blue MINI.
8:15 I'm paying $145 for a new battery to some dude who keeps talking about himself.
8:30 Car is parked safely at home but I am 1. Drunk 2. Pissed that I had to wait so long 3. Pissed that it cost so much 4. Pissed that the guy wouldn't shut up about himself. 5. pissed that my AC isn't working. 6. PISSED that he called my car "cute"
To sum it up, I hate dead batteries, and the company that fixes them. If I hadn't at least pushed a 2100 lb car down the street, I'd have been waiting in front of Circle K for 3 hours. FUCK THAT.
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