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28 June 2010 @ 09:02 pm
The Van of insanity  
In November of 2008 I bought a van for $700.... Heck of a deal.... the guy selling it was actually pretty ticked that it went that low.... he sold it on ebay with no limit hoping to get attention to the auction and a higher price.

Mark drove me out to pick it up (in Wisconsin about 2 hours away).

In August 2009 it was having trouble starting, figured it would need a battery. Took it into a mechanic and made a deal to barter a web site for some work. Well, because it was barter he didn't feel he needed to check with me before doing $2500 worth of work. So, then I got a bunch of front end parts in the van that I probably wouldn't of put into a van that was only $700 a year earlier. Oh well.

Then in November Mick is transporting a dog for the dog rescue group we were helping and the dog gets lose of where he is tied up and races to the driver's side of the car where he climbs under her feet because he is scared and lays down across the break and the gas at the same time revving the engine and blowing it.

Now, if this were just a van that I'd paid $700 for a year before and had no other work into it, and/or if the motor had blown through normal use I would of let it go. But at this point I know I've got new tires and all new front end parts so a refurb motor is only $1500 and that is about what another junker van is going to cost so at least I'm ahead with a refurb motor. So, get a refurb motor in day before leaving for Thanks Giving in Storm Lake (four and a half hours from home).

I drive to Storm Lake, and on the way back the transmission fails on the highway 2 hours from home.

So, get the tow to a mechanic, woody comes down and gets us, and we leave the van here.

Now, I have a decision to make. This guy is going to charge me $1600 for a transmision. Now, if I'd had it for a year for $700 I'd say "junk it" but I've now got $4k into the thing. And, again, replacing the van for $1600 would probably get me in a van with a lessor of a motor, not to mention front end parts, and tires.... Well... timing doesn't play well over the winter of me having the money at the same time he can find the part. So, every time I have $1600 he can't find the trannie, every time he can find a trannie I can't afford $1600. I'm about to let it go and write off the now wasted $4k when my friends say that they will buy the van for the $1600 if I get the trannie fixed.

So, ok, I spend the $1600 and get it fixed. Come down to pick up the van, get it 5 miles away from the shop and it dies on the side of the road. So, tow it back to the mechanic, who says he thinks it's the alternator, he replaced the alternator, but then there is a fuse that is still dead, replaces that and it works. So, really, it was probably the fuse but we still have a brand new alternator in the thing (another $300).

So, catch a ride down with a guy going to Oklahoma as far as Albert Lea (keep in mind I've already had someone pick me up there once, and then made another trip down there for the van a second time, this is the third time at this shop). I talk to the guy and say "Nothing against you but I really hope this is the end of our relationship." To which he says "No, offense, but the feeling is mutual".

Then he walks with me out to the van, as I start it and it starts making this horrible knocking noise. He turns back from his shop and tilts his head to the side like a dog does when it's confused. I hop out and say "Is it supposed to sound like that?".... 4 hours later I'm in a loaner car heading home without my van. But, wait, now the loaner car starts making weird sounds the minute I get to the highway. So I call him, he says to bring it back and swap it for another. So I do.

Then, as I'm pulling away AGAIN he calls me and asks me to come back again. He needed to show me the oil out of my engine. It is so full of metal shavings that it looks like metallic paint. After showing me shavings and shards from my engine he explains to me that the engine which I put in last November was worthless when it went in and that I was lucky that I made it to Storm Lake on that trip let alone back as far as Albert Lea.

The engine has a warranty but there is question if it is "6 months AND 6,000 miles" or if it is "6 months OR 6,000 miles". Also there is question as to if it covers labor. But, now he has the info on the warranty and he has the other mechanic's contact information. And I'm off again (in my second loaner car).

After two hours of driving thinking about this stuff all the way home I space turning off the cruise as I hit the cities so I get pulled over for 74 in a 55. Not only that but since I take custom vitamins that aren't marked in any way (which happen to be with me in the car) she verifies my address and confiscates them in case they are drugs and says she will be coming after me if they are. They are vitamins.

So, here I am, pulling up to my house, no van, no vitamins, and a speeding ticket in a loaner car to find that my living room has been trashed by a child who has spread her toys all over it because her den is too messy to play in. She has more space then anyone else in this house (bedroom, den, and bathroom all to herself) and she trashes my living room.

I did not handle it gracefully.

This has not been a good day.
Current Mood: frustratedfrustrated
Yes, I Have Onesupremegoddess1 on June 29th, 2010 02:10 am (UTC)
did you shit in god's cornflakes or something?
Gypsyhightekvagabond on June 29th, 2010 03:06 am (UTC)
I think I was a mass murderer in a previous life.
myssi24myssi24 on June 29th, 2010 03:52 am (UTC)
That would explain a few things! ;) If frustration counts... you're getting good Karma points. Hopefully there is a limit to how much more can go wrong, sounds like you've had practically every major system worked on.
bug brains: watershipdownignusfaatus on June 29th, 2010 05:10 am (UTC)

just goto bed immediately. fuck it ALLLL
Gypsyhightekvagabond on June 29th, 2010 05:19 am (UTC)
I should of, instead I ended up sitting up late watching TV, choking on my own saliva and puking in the kitchen sink for 20 minutes.
imafarmgirlimafarmgirl on June 29th, 2010 07:35 pm (UTC)
Man, that would be the limit of my frustration level. Hugs.
Gypsyhightekvagabond on June 29th, 2010 07:54 pm (UTC)
I was far past my limit.

I actually ended up gagging on my own spit later that night and puking in the kitchen sink for 20 minutes.
imafarmgirlimafarmgirl on June 30th, 2010 01:26 am (UTC)
Sounds familliar
terry31415terry31415 on June 30th, 2010 04:51 am (UTC)

You are very good with words!

At the end of a day like that, I'd be lucky if I could post my illegible keyboard poundings before breaking the computer.

Gypsyhightekvagabond on June 30th, 2010 03:30 pm (UTC)
If I could find any one person to be mad at in all this I'd of been raging in their direction... but I can't... it's such a weird mixed bag that by the end of the day all I could do was laugh.
Carly: Wenchesunknownpoet78 on June 30th, 2010 06:42 am (UTC)
Major Suckage!
It can only get better, right? If I had the magic, I'd reach through the internet and hug you, but I can't... so, *BIG HUG* (IOU!)