Ok, so I am on a mission to find those light bulbs for my turn signal on the car. It did take quite a while because TEE was kinda, sorta helping me. I ask about his name because I thought it was short for "tee-shirt" but OH NO, his name is Lativa, OR SOMETHING WEIRD. Instead of saying, "is your mother on drugs or what?" I politely say, "omg,I love that name."
Just don't make me say it again, because I have problems remember names like Joe.
The kid asks me what kind of car I have. That was just problem number one. He goes out to my car and tells me to POP the hood. SO HERE IS THE PUBLIC SERVICE ANNOUNCEMENT: there is a lever IN the car that you have to pull in order to get the hood up. I am going to have to label it with a piece of tape because I tried to find it again when I got home. I put the brights on, the emergency brake, I locked and unlocked my car several times - really, it is just easier for me to say that I pulled every lever in the front - and it sure was news to me that you had to pop the hood. I should hate myself. I really should. But, in reality, I exist for others' entertainment. Just want you to know that I excel at it, bec/ nobody is this stupid. Ohgod.
After I buy the bulbs (no offense, but the manager has to help the poor boy), and pay for them, I am told that I have to go to a mechanic anyway because they have to remove the light assembly, WHAT IS A LIGHT ASSEMBLY?
You guys told me, here and there, that you just remove the old bulb and replace it with a new bulb.
Oh no, it turns out that I have to take out my light assembly.
R U kidding me?
I can't open the hood of the car, and you want me to go through all of this trouble to replace one teeny, tiny light bulb?
There is something wrong with this picture, as there are with so many things in my life.
I am pathetic (in a nice sort of way!)
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