Normally you want a conversation to start with "Hello". Maybe a "How's the wife or kids?". You never want to hear your mechanic say to you "Yeah, hi, we've never ever seen a car do this before."
Apparently, the computer buried deep inside my Subaru has figured out that i work on computers every day, and is taking out it's revenge upon me.
i swear upon all that's holy that i have no idea why it suddenly decided to hate me. i love the car. Even after having it in the shop for a week while my mechanic waves recently sacrificed chickens at it, i still love the car. i'll probably have a few strong words about said car when the bill comes, but i'm fairly confident that it'll get covered by the power-train warranty.
i just find it all kinda funny, in a potentially hostile kind of way. The computer controls damn near everything in that car, ranging from the transmission to the heater. Heck, the car has cruise control so i'm sure it controls the brakes and gas. And apparently it's got a software error.
i mean it's not every day one can say that their car crashed and i don't need any body work.
