It's late and I'm tired but I promised a friend I would write something tonight, so here goes.
I had been having issues with a stuck window in my car for the last couple of days; since Tuesday the driver-side glass would not budge an inch. I just figured it was frozen or something, even though I had scraped all the ice away.
Last night my the way home from work I managed at last to move it down a smidgen. I
gently tried to help it the rest of the way with my fingers and all of a sudden the whole pane of glass fell into the crevice of the door. Of course this had to happen on our coldest day of winter. I couldn't even park the car inside our garage (on account of it being too full of crap) so I left it outside, naked to the world.
This morning I dusted the snow from inside and prepared to freeze my nads off on the way to the dealership. And freeze I did. Even after the buttwarmers kicked in Mr. Happy had retreated so far back that it became an "innie". This was on top of all the strange looks I was getting from other drivers for letting the wind through my hair in the dead of winter. Good thing for them my hands were frozen to the wheel or else they would have been shown the middle icicle.
To add insult to injury, I found out today that my bumper-to-bumper everything-under-the-sun warranty coverage doesn't include glass repairs of any sort, even due to Acura using shitty glue on their windows. Had I known this I would have opened the door myself and busted the motor. That
would have been covered.
Thanks to taxi service from Diane I have my car back and I made it more or less in time for bartending school (more on that later). Cars suck. Winter sucks. Time to trade it all in for a Foster's, a surf board and a beach in Australia.
