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Car trouble

Sent me car for repair the other day. Actually, I did not intend for it to be a major overhaul thing, you know. I wanted to change the tayar only (tires) because all botak (bald) liao. No, seriously. This is not the first time the mechanics laugh in my face when they looked at the tires. Literally like PUA HA HA HA HA kind. Not until one time the car skidded a little bit when it was raining did I really consider the consequences of driving around with not one, not two, not three BUT FOUR BALD TIRES!

Yes, folks. That’s how blur I am.

In fact, it took me seven months driving around with a conked out gear that wouldn’t change below third gear to get it repaired! Ya ya ya….laugh, laugh….LAUGH! Imagine every time there’s red light, I turn red also because the car would start moving at 3rd gear. I drove around like that for 7 months! Terror leh? Faster clap!

And then there’s the car shaking issue. I don’t know what is wrong with the bloody WAJA (Malaysian car) lah but it was shaking like nobody’s business! Did something to the timing and steering but it didn’t work. The previous mechanic rambled on and on about some sort of change or something, dunno what. All I know is that he sounded as if he wanted to overhaul my car. So, I chickened out and told myself…what’s a little shaking, right? Shake can drive, no need to change anything. The car moving….so all’s cool! Treat it like one of those OSIM belts lah….except this time, the shaking’s the whole body and the butt.

Whilst I will bear any kind of torture thrown my way but when it comes to the lives of my kids, cannot! Skidding....no no no. So, no choice but haul the car over the my father's mechanic and endured another round of laughing from the mechanics. “Wah, I’ve never seen anything like this before. A car driving around with FOUR BALD TIRES. Wah-lau eh…..either you’re daring or you’re stupid”. DARING…the answer. I'm paying you, you know. Remember that.

My father was there and he’s the ‘repair anything that is not right with the car’ kind. So, he got me to repair everything that was wrong with the car. The number of things wrong with my WAJA too many already lor. The car door cannot open, 3 of the power windows cannot wind up and down, the meter not working…..etc. Eeessshhhhh! Never ending lah. But at least, got the basics worked out.

The thing I hate about mechanics is this….they always find something wrong with every single part of the car wan when they get the chance to look under the hood. I try not to let them look beyond what I want them to look at. If the door is not working, look at the door only. But sometimes, unavoidable lah.

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