I'm so sick of it...it makes me cry....ughhh!!!
So about a month ago the car broke down on 176 going to Spartnaburg. I had it towed to the Toyota Dealership. Well, my mom convinced me take to a mechanic she goes to "sometimes". It took them a week to fix it and when I got it back it wasn't running as good( cranking up hard, burning through gas)
*The Devil is a busy ass character...he just doesn't want me to happy..*
Back to the story. So the car is leaking something. I think its oil. So I check my oil. It's low. So every week, I put two quarts of oil in the car and send a prayer up to God to get me back and forth to work, cuz I can't afford a new car on what I'm making. So, again, my mother has a idea, to get a oil change. So I go for an oil change and they say,"Your car is leaking transmission fluid, I would have it towed your mechanic..." Then they ask me what got done on the car. My dumb ass doesn't know because I let my mother handle it. So now I'm at my mother's fuming, waiting for her because she ain't answering her cell...
I feel like breaking down.