So hubby took the car to the dealership this morning, the water pump might be fubar. Not really a problem, we’re still under warranty.

He leaves at 6:30, calls me at 7:15 because you know the mechanic will always find something else wrong with the car and we all know they have psychic powers and can predict what will cease to function once when the car is 1 day passed the warranty.

“Guy said full service is $500, he’ll do the water pump and he’s suggested we get the timing belt changed.”

“$500, we’re still under warranty?”, says me, “what’s up with the timing belt”

“Well the guy says it usually goes around 60,000 miles and since he’s changing the pump we might as well get that done”

“Wait, so right now there’s actually nothing wrong with the timing belt?”, says I, “60,000 miles, we only have 40,000 on the car. 40, 000 in 5 years, that’s 20,000 in 2 years, so by my calculation we have another 2 years (as you see I’m really good at math first thing in the morning) before the timing belt is fubar. In 2 years we might win the lottery and won’t give a rats ass if the timing belt (whatever the hell that is) breaks. If we win the lottery I’ll be driving a BMW not a friggin Hyundai”.

“So leave off on the timing belt”?

“Ya think, and forget the service, we don’t need no stinkin’ service, just get done whatever’s covered, which should include that headlight which only works when it’s kicked”?