Today's adventure....

OK....everything was settled with the first parts store ( The one whom employs Plant Life and Stupid Mother$#@#$R....) After sending Slick-Rick down to pick up the parts and leave me a "Credit Slip" I get on the phone with the manager. I ask what this "Credit Slip" is about. He tells me to bring it into the store and they'll issue me a cash refund. I remind him that because they humped me on the parts needed to make my car road worthy I could not drive to them for my money. After all, they CAME TO ME to get it, they can COME TO ME and return it. I'm assured that I'll have cash before the end of the day, so I send Slick-Rick on his way...after photo copying every reciept.

3 hours later Mongo the Ape Man arrives with my money....less sales tax. I figure Mongo is here to intimidate, but throws me a curve: He pays me the difference out of his pocket and tells me he'll take it up with his manager!

And after all this I'm still without a car. I was rushed out of the shop so quickly Saturday afternoon (due to the parts store jerking I got...) that I totally F`ed up and didn't fully seat the wheel cylinder tab into the brake shoe. Thank God I was slowly backing into a parking space IN FRONT OF MY HOUSE last night when it blew out and the pedal hit the floor. Now I'm waiting for Pep Boys to come through Wed. with my (hopefully....) correct pieces.

I swear...I can't make this **** up. :eye: