Hit a lull at work so thought I'd just tell you all about my nightmare morning today ...
Got up at 5.15 (yep you heard me right) and went to the gym
please don't feel sorry for me - I was a naughty girl last night and let's just say my 790 meal was mahoosive. So this morning was damage limitation in a bid to get rid of some excess carbage from my system. Did 30 mins on x-trainer (350 kcals
) and left gym at 6.30 to make it back home.
On way back home Ruby (my MR2 roadster) has a big bright red light on the dash ...
. Oh thinks I, better get home double quick and find out what's up.
Look in service manual .... oh dear oh dear ..... it's the airbag light. Says in manual - contact dealership IMMEDIATELY
. Well it;'s 6.45, guess I'm gonna be late for work as there's no way I'm driving that until I know whether or not my airbags are going to spontaneously combust mid-journey.
So I called BF - bless him. He said, whatever you do don't drive it. So I thought I'll call my boss and let him know I'll be late ...
anyway he doesn't take too kindly to being woken up at 7am (but I start work at 8.30 and work an hour from home). So I get an ear-full there an explain the problem.
Call the dealer ship and some stupid f***ing tart on reception tells me not to worry about it .... helloooooooooo ..... it's the airbag light! Kinda don't want that blowing up on my mid-travel.
So I call back and ask for service reception ..... oooohhhh we're very sorry but fully booked for today. Can it wait ???!!!
Am I the only person on the planet concerned about an apparently faulty airbag?? I mean I know it's just the light on the dash and even though I'm a blonde, I know that;s never a good sign. They don;t just light up for fun - or do they??
So I'm rather insistent that Ruby be seem asap and tell them if necessary I'll sit in service reception all day
. Anyhow it does the trick and I'm told to go ASAP making my way gently (wtf?! the airbag is now a BOMB!!) to thje garage, luckily only a short way from home.
8am ..... oh dear sh!t loads of traffic and we're stop start all the way. 45 mins and 4 miles later i arrive at garage, now petrol light on too
, time bomb still intact.
A rather yummy 'service technician' offers very quickly to look at my problem
. Must have been the flirty grin I gave him and perhaps the fact that lent over the service desk I had quite a good cleavage may have worked to my advantage.
So he looks at Ruby - who apparently just has a loose wire that will be fixed in half hour. So I get cosy in reception and my phone is non stop as apparently all manner of disasters are happening at work in my absence. We have a massive network outage and our emails/internet were apparently down (again!) So the time ticks past. 3 hours later
.... scrummy technician comes back and tells me it's not the wire that's faulty .... it the whole bag & system that sparks airbag on impact!!
It transpires that I WAS driving a time bomb and the bag could've infalted at any point .... he's disabled it now and poor Ruby is going back next week to be fixed properly. For now I have no airbag so I guess I had better drive Ruby like a law abiding citizen and stick to the speed limit and be extra cautious!
I can't believe that people don't take problems with cars serioulsy ... imagine what could've happened if I hadn't been sooo persistent this morning
Anyway just thought I would share!!!
