May 13, 2004
Just got off the phone with Pep Boys (Walter's is closed the end of this week, and all of next, so I couldn't get inspected there). They seem to think my car needs $1000 worth of repairs to pass its inspection.
This is getting really fucking annoying. That car ain't worth more than three grand, and a quarter of that cost is for a single OEM-only part that Honda won't let anyone make a knock-off of. I originally wanted a second opinion on it, but once they were able to explain what was going on and show me the parts list I calmed down a bit. I'm still pissed off, mind you, but I don't think I'm getting El Shafto Grande from Pep Boys any more.
Nine hundred sixty goddamn dollars. Unbelievable. Sure, some of it's brakes, which I haven't had worked on in two years, but still. Nine hundred sixty dollars. That's almost as much as I saved by getting the body work done at Littlehale's. Looks like it's a good thing I did.
Christ. In the last two years this car's had:
- a cat-back
- new tires
- body repairs
- new windshield
- new distributor cap
- new starter (that one was my fault though; Pep Boys replaced what I told them to)
- new driver's door window
- two new stereos
And now it needs a new control arm (part of the suspension) and a shitload of brakework.
Atkins is tough when something happens every other day to make you need a beer.
