So my car had been in the shop get’n a couple gizmos and gadgets fixed. When I got back there to pick it up, and climbed in; the smell instantly tortured my nostrils. It smelled like somethin’ had died. The closest I can come to explaining how I felt about it is like a real ‘jackasshole’; but I’m not even sure if that says it; seein’ as to how the mechanic had had to work on it with that smell. I felt phenomenally horrible about it. A couple weeks later when I had to bring it in again, the lady that works there brought me outside to talk to me about it. At first I thought she meant the engine needed a deep cleaning, then I quickly realized she was talking about the smell:; I was a was quite ashamed of my self … I did say I felt like a real jack ass hole!!! … (and I have felt some quite horrible feelings).
I cleaned out that car damed good! before I brought it back. … I just consider my self lucky that some contaminate hadn’t got into the engine.
All Writing.Com images are copyrighted and may not be copied / modified in any way. All other brand names & trademarks are owned by their respective companies.
Generated in 0.05 seconds at 10:01pm on Dec 21, 2024 via server WEBX1.