Tranny Problems

Updates:
11:00am Wednesday
"Sarah, we've done all we can with the preliminary survey. We need to run a $100 electric test to see if your main computer is communicating properly with the transmission, so we can rule that out."

2:00pm Wednesday
"Well, good news is your computer works. Now, I can't go any further until we get in there and take the clutch out, pull it apart, and see what needs to be repaired. That's $395."

10:00am Thursday
"We looked it over. You need a bunch different parts. I'll list a few off to you, but I know they won't mean anything to you. A friction thingy, a torque converter, some other random stuff (loosely quoting here, of course). With labor and everything, it comes out to $3200."

12pm Thursday
"Sure, I'll give you the number to the finance company we work with and see if they can get you an interest rate and monthly payment quote."

3:00pm Thursday
"Sorry, but your car is only listed at $1200 and the repairs were quoted at over $3000. We just don't give loans for something like that. Now, were you considering buying a new car?"

5:00pm Thursday
"Sarah, I've been talking with our corporate HQ and I've got you a student discount. It comes to $2200. You can think about it and call me back in the morning."

Morals of this story (so far):
Crocodile tears are worth a thousand dollar discount.
Even loan companies have limits to what ludicrous efforts they are willing to finance.
Transmissions are vital, and they suck. To have a trans axle is even worse. And the Ford guy who thought that up is a d-bag.
Biking is an excellent option, even if it's 13 miles one way and the temperatures just dropped to freezing.


On the Other Hand

People are wonderful. People from class that I barely know. People from work offering to drive across the city to get me where I need to be. My grandparents putting up with my frequent hyperventilating and crying attacks today. One friend who is willing to share her financial savvy to help me get on track and hopefully never have to be in this situation again. Others who let me stay with them last night so that I could be closer to work, and gave me a ride there this morning. My uncle, who's a mechanic at a drive shaft plant, who 'knows a guy who knows a guy' who is doing a little research and is going to get back to me in the morning about pricing. My aunt who sends me sweet pictures of my baby cousin to cheer me up. Old friends. New friends. Not even friends yet.
Say what you like about the human condition, but I'm witnessing some hard evidence that all is not lost, that people have genuine hearts and help when they can.

Now, to figure out what to do with this car situation so I can get on the path to making it all up to them. Homemade meals? Meh. Maybe not. Don't want to poison them. Bottles of wine? For some, perhaps. Crocheted goodies in time for the cold weather? That could definitely happen. :)

Sarah :: Plucky in Love

Sarah, aka "Plucky", blogs on the reg, unless she's on vacation or there's a Pretty Little Liars marathon or she's mulling over the implications of the phrase "on fleek." She can't live without iced coffee, a portable phone charger, or equal pay. Say hello!

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