Monday, November 22, 2004
i smell a rat
Okay, this is starting to get scary. I took my car in to the trusty Saab dealer the other day. Again. All you regular readers are surely familiar with this process. It's become a pretty regular thing. This time I have been having some problems with the automatic doorlocks and some squeaking in the brakes. Not a big deal, probably nothing curse-related. These problems are covered by warranty. The curse only affects things that will cost me a lot of money. This is just good old fashioned poor General Motors craftmanship.
As usual, I got excellent service from the local Saab dealer. But when the service guy looked under the hood we both noticed something out of the ordinary. There was a clump of fuzzy, lint-like material piled up in the engine bay. What the heck is this? Now this is more like the kind of thing that happens to me and my car. The service guy went on to tell me that, from the looks of it, I had a rat or a mouse living in my engine bay. Yes, the curse has sunk to a new low. Bravo! Turns out that my friendly neighborhood rat likes to use the inside of my engine bay as shelter from the brutal Texas winter. As of today, the rat hasn't done too much damage, just removed some insulation from various parts of the engine bay, and attempted to chew through a hose of some sort. But rats that live in car engine bays don't have a reputation for leaving well enough alone in there. I don't think. They like to bite stuff and chew through electrical cords and generally cause trouble. And this is no ordinary rat. This is a cursed rat.
It's obvious what has happened: Babe Ruth's spirit has become trapped inside the body of this rat. If this doesn't make any sense to you please read here about my car and its curse.
Once my car comes back from the Saab dealer, with fully functioning doorlocks and brakes that don't announce to everyone within a three mile radius that I'm slowing down, I'll have to start keeping an eye on the rat and his various quirky activities. The last thing I need is a Cynical Tyrant style rodent battle.
Wish me luck in my newest war with the neighborhood animals. It started with the ants, and now it has escalated to the rats. I can only assume that the bunnies will be next. Better watch where you hop, bunnies. I'm watching you.
¶ monger187 wrote this on 11/22/2004
As usual, I got excellent service from the local Saab dealer. But when the service guy looked under the hood we both noticed something out of the ordinary. There was a clump of fuzzy, lint-like material piled up in the engine bay. What the heck is this? Now this is more like the kind of thing that happens to me and my car. The service guy went on to tell me that, from the looks of it, I had a rat or a mouse living in my engine bay. Yes, the curse has sunk to a new low. Bravo! Turns out that my friendly neighborhood rat likes to use the inside of my engine bay as shelter from the brutal Texas winter. As of today, the rat hasn't done too much damage, just removed some insulation from various parts of the engine bay, and attempted to chew through a hose of some sort. But rats that live in car engine bays don't have a reputation for leaving well enough alone in there. I don't think. They like to bite stuff and chew through electrical cords and generally cause trouble. And this is no ordinary rat. This is a cursed rat.
It's obvious what has happened: Babe Ruth's spirit has become trapped inside the body of this rat. If this doesn't make any sense to you please read here about my car and its curse.
Once my car comes back from the Saab dealer, with fully functioning doorlocks and brakes that don't announce to everyone within a three mile radius that I'm slowing down, I'll have to start keeping an eye on the rat and his various quirky activities. The last thing I need is a Cynical Tyrant style rodent battle.
Wish me luck in my newest war with the neighborhood animals. It started with the ants, and now it has escalated to the rats. I can only assume that the bunnies will be next. Better watch where you hop, bunnies. I'm watching you.
¶ monger187 wrote this on 11/22/2004
