WHY I HATE F*ING FORDS!!!
So this morning, I'm driving on my way to work, in Dean's F-150. He let me borrow it over the weekend so that I could move all of my rims and crap out of my work stall to my house. He told me he's going to be back on Wednesday, and asked if I could put a new A/C compressor in it for him. No problem! I figure I'll bring it to work today, (Wednesday) and slap the compressor in on my lunch break.
Well, as I pull up to the stop light at Longley and McCarran, I notice that the opposing light is yellow, and that mine will soon be green, so I put it in first gear and leave my foot on the clutch for the moment. All of a sudden, I notice that I'm creeping forward toward the back of the car in front of me! WTF!!!???
I pull it back out of gear really quick, and press and release the clutch pedal a couple of times, nothing. No clutch.
So nothing. I assume there's a fluid leak, as after a couple pumps, with minimal pressure, the f*ing pedal just drops to the floor, and won't come back. Now's the part I really love, where I get out to push a FULL SIZE truck out of the street, and everyone nearby, sitting in their cars, and jogging down the street, sees NO reason whatsoever that they might give me a hand. I hate people.
So, Dean, if you're reading this, your truck is parked, legally at least, on the corner of Spring Dr. and Longley, with no clutch. Lucky for you, I know a good mechanic who'll be happy to help you fix it!
I then had to walk back home, luckily not too far, and get my car so I could haul ass to make it to work at my usual time. And this after spending 12 hours here yesterday, as Sperry and I didn't leave until 7 doing his tires last night...
I'm tired now.
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