Can I just say how much I fucking love the little auto repair place around the corner from the house? We’ve used them for pretty much everything we’ve needed done with our cars since we moved here in 2014. Like I said in my regular morning post, I planned to call them when they opened at 8am to see if they could squeeze me in for an oil change. Shawshank worked at an oil change place and has been pretty vocal about me not going there due to the cost.
However, I checked the dipstick this morning and it was dry. Not wanting to risk things, driving it to the shop, I told Shawshank I would walk to the gas station and buy some oil. By my logic, I’d rather buy a couple of overpriced quarts than replace the engine. Unfortunately, the gas station didn’t have the oil I needed.
Oh poo.
But, I had to walk past the garage anyway to go home. Shawshank suggested going in to see if they’d sell me a few quarts until I could bring it in. The guy there asked how much I needed, then told me there’s no way I needed three quarts right then. He went in the back and came out with a quart. “Hondas like to burn oil”, he said. “You’re probably only down to a quart. Take this home, put it in, and if you check the stick you’ll be in the safe range. You’ll be good until you can bring it in.”
Then he scheduled me for Tuesday morning and refused to take my money.
I really hope we can find a place like that up by TinyTown.
Those guys are friggin rockstars!