Me & My Big Rig

My new thing today was getting free car service. Whaaaa?! Yes that's right, friends, and I did it with very limited draw on my feminine whiles. :)

On Monday night, I was driving on 69 and everything was fine. Then it started to sound like I was driving on rumble strips, and it was raining really hard so I thought I might be. But it turned out to be something wrong with the exhaust system. I spent Tuesday driving what sounded like a rusted out pickup with an illegal muffler modification. You know the kind if you're from a rural area. *brum brum brum brrrruuuuuuummmmmm!!!" My normal response to hearing these trucks drive by is, "oh yeah, you're cool...you polluting Nazi!" Oh the irony that it was my own vehicle.

Today I took it to Indy Tire in Fishers. When I called to make the appointment I told the mechanic what I just told you, and I explained that I thought it was the exhaust system. He was quiet for a moment and then said, "well, that sounds right. Bring it in." So I did, and spent an hour sitting on a posh leather couch in their lobby, trying to block out the cheesy soap opera on the TV as I read my latest Vonnegut.

It turns out I diagnosed the problem correctly. Perhaps this had something to do with him not charging me. Or perhaps it was the fact that I'm a new customer. Or that I got an oil change as well. But the mechanic's response when I asked why I hadn't been charged for the exhaust maintenance was, "...it was easy..." and a shy smile.