So, I finally plunged ahead and decided to face the cranky service adviser at the dealership I’ve been going to for over seven years and schedule an appointment for my overdue oil change. You remember me telling you about him? The one who, when I asked when my car would be done after 75 minutes had passed, argued with me that it always takes this long and I pointed out that I’ve always done the oil changes on my lunch hour and haven’t had a problem before and then he said “whatever” and walked out on me? Yeah. I don’t hold grudges.

So there I am, Wednesday, being brave and calling there, and wouldn’t you know, The Ass who was an ass three months ago answered the phone with an annoyed, loud, obnoxious “SERVICE!” Apparently, he’s still an ass. So I hung up on his ass without saying one word.

I was gonna go there only because I really like the Mazda mechanic they have, but to deal with The Ass? I think not.

So I called a dealer who is closer to my work, all scared I was gonna get yelled at again, but the lady who answered the phone sounded like she’d been waiting for my call all day and for a second I was scared I’d accidentally called a phone sex line. She was THAT nice. Not that I would know, understand, but I’ve heard things about things. Anyway, so I asked if they could service my car for the same “family” price the other dealer had been giving me for seven years, without any hesitation, she said “Sure, when do you want to come in?” And I almost asked, don’t I get more foreplay??

I ended up going in that day and, wow, even though they have construction going on and they’re set up in trailers, I felt like I was an honored guest. I was offered water by no less than three people, one of the employees came over and handed me the remote to the TV (even though I was reading a Glamour magazine). I was fairly certain that if I’d decided to take a nap, a pillow and blanket might have appeared from somewhere. You know how I love to nap while waiting for my car! Well, turns out, they CAN do an oil change in less than an hour. 35 minutes to be exact, and i require at least 40 minutes for a decent nap.

There was a minor hiccup somewhere in the communication, because I told them to check and top off all fluids that were low. When I popped the hood after the appointment just outside of their garage to double-check their work, I noted that they had not topped off the antifreeze container, which was well below the “low” line. What was funny about that was, everyone in line of sight came running and wanted to know what was wrong. Let’s just say it got taken care of in quick order.

The other highlight of the week was that I finally got up the nerve to go to the dentist and get my teeth cleaned. Overdue for that, too. The last cleaning I had was a deep scaling on all four quadrants and if that doesn’t sound scary, I don’t know what does. Basically the hygienist goes below the gumline and removes all build-up that is keeping the gums from getting all cozy with the teeth. It was scary, bloody and I had four half moon crescents dented into both of my palms afterward from my fingernails. So I was scared to go again because I really didn’t want to do another deep scaling.

Of course, not going is just the opposite of what a person should do. As with anything in life, the longer you wait, the worse it gets… best to just face the thing and get it over with. Fortunately, the news wasn’t too bad.

I’m facing some more scary stuff at work. Office politics reared its ugly head while my boss was out on vacation last week over things that I would normally brush off and be over already. But given the tenuous and fragile relationship we barely re-established just before she left, and the manner in which these things were handled while she was out, I’ve been a nervous, fretting mess with a gnawing worry monster in my gut all weekend, hoping that she sees and understands my side of things.

AND just to top it all off, I got my hair trimmed on Saturday. Always a big deal to me, even though the same woman has been cutting my hair since August of 2005, I always fret just a bit that she’ll cut it crooked or cut too much. But, as usual, she cut it straight and snipped just the right amount off. I’d show you a picture, but if you’re anything like Tony, you wouldn’t even notice that any hair is gone. Interestingly, she noticed right away at how much healthier my hair felt to her and asked me what I was doing to it. When I explained my baking soda/water and apple cider vinegar/aloe vera/rosemary regiment, she stood there with her mouth hanging open and then called the other hairstylists over to check it out. I think my hair was stroked by at least three people on Saturday.

Yes, I know how that sounds. And, yes, it was exactly like that.



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7 responses to “Highlights.

  1. Caryl

    Sounds like you’ve had some good strokes along with the not so good. Really need all the good strokes one can get these days.
    Love you,

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    I’ll take all the good strokes I can get. Did we went the lottery yet?

    ~Jammie J.

  2. Sounds like you had a lot of long overdue things taken care of – I bet that felt great! I need to do: (1) dentist (2) eye doctor.

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    I felt accomplished. Very accomplished.
    Eye doctor? Do you wear corrective eye wear?

    ~Jammie J.

  3. Oy! I don’t like getting the planing done because I hate being numbed, so I made them do it without numbing me. I still had the option if it became too painful, but I made it through. I need to have a wisdom tooth cut out and I am SOOOO dreading it.

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    They numb you? They didn’t numb me… I didn’t like the taste of it. So gross. I prefer the blood taste to the numb taste. The hygienist truly had a very gentle touch and she made no oopsie slips with her scraper. Just thinking about oopsie slips makes my back tense up.

    Girlfriend, don’t even talk about wisdom tooth cutting or pulling. The only wisdom I see from that kind of pain is the wisdom to do everything in your power to avoid it from happening.

    ~Jammie J.

  4. grrrace

    glad you got that stuff taken care of and that it was all good and happy experiences πŸ™‚


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    It was good to see you on Monday… more stuff has happened since then, though. I think this is the never ending nightmare.

    ~Jammie J.

  5. Having an autodealer that takes that kind of care of you is WAY better than phone sex. Well, so I’ve heard.

    You should have put up the after picture! I could lie about how much better it looks and just enjoy the view. I’ll just have to go through your archives instead.

    Oh, and running your fingers through long, luxurious hair is really sexy. I’m jealous.

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    I’m sure you’re quite right about having a wonderful auto dealer… even though it’s all hearsay.

    Just think, I get to run my hands through my hair any time I please. πŸ˜›

    ~Jammie J.

  6. Beth

    Thanks for reminding me that I’m also overdue for an oil change and a dentist appointment. I am so not looking forward to either, cause my car is old and everytime I bring it to the dealer they always find something wrong….which is exactly what the dentist says about me too! 😦

    I was wondering how your hair is doing, I kind of miss seeing pictures of it every week. πŸ™‚

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    Awww, how about you let me take a look at your car and your teeth… maybe at the same time? *leer* tee hee hee

    Ohhhh, my hair is just hanging out. πŸ˜›

    ~Jammie J.

  7. That’s weird, to be stroked and all!

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    Sometimes weird is a good thing! πŸ™‚

    ~Jammie J.