Connecticut, as does the whole world, has bloody fucking morons. I mean people that win awards in idiocy. But on top of that, they are all nasty little ball lickers. Someone will kill you as soon as they'll look at you. Colorado Springs doesn't have that. They have a nicer, kinder idiot.
Perhaps I'm bitter because my car died on the way here. And that really boils my water. I sunk SO much damned cash into that CRX for the thing to break down in Indianapolis. Mostly Mazda, a shop now infamous for pissing me off, found a comforting and convenient way of saving themselves cash (While still charging me over $1000). They decided to re-use my head bolts when they re-attached my head. So I'm burning about a quart for every 100 miles, and the car is getting shitty economy (About 20 mpg) and I'm getting close to my recommended oil change interval. So I do what any respecting and decent Honda owner would do - I stop at a Honda dealer.
Fuck those dirtbags. East Wave Honda in Indiana can burn. I stopped in and asked them if they can help me out (my car is blowing so much black smoke that my muffler is clogged, and needs cleaned every 800 miles) And they immediately say "no". I didn't even tell them what the problem was. I redefined "Testy" and nearly got escorted out by my cohorts.
No mechanic wants to touch it. These consumer raping dickwads don't want their finger prints on the evidence, to avoid lawsuit or whatnot. So I do what I would normally do. I try to do it myself. So I have nothing more than a parking lot to do this work in, across from a dipshit tool rental joint. I rent myself a torque wrench, and get to work. First bolt is 80 pounds. Second bolt, about the same, third bolt - snapped. After some heavy amount of yelling and cussing, I decided something needs to be done. So I rent a U-Haul and a car carrier to get the car the rest of the way. Add another $1000.
