The truck is in for its annual inspection. The mechanic checked the tires.
Dry rot, all four. Le sigh. He picked out mid-range all-terrain: good fuel economy, nice tread, puts a dent in the piggybank but could be worse.
Then the next call comes, the one you dread with an 11 year old vehicle that’s seen some hard days. The horn doesn’t work—corroded contacts. Of course it’s not all that easy to get to. Part: nil, labor: don’t ask.
Oh, and that engine light? Yeah, that actually indicates a problem with the air intake. Major ka-ching.
Send chocolate. Send pics of truck porn.
I need something to cheer me up today.