I don't want to talk about what happened to Sci-Fi Friday last week. You don't want me to either. It involved a twenty-four hour stomach flu buggy type of thing that stole 48hrs and about every drop of water in my body.
I had plans to talk about something interesting for Miscellaneous Monday today, but I'm nearly too angry to function, to be frank. I can't reference you to a long saga on social media because I have this weird hang-up about how nobody really wants to hear me complain about things, but it's not been a pleasant few days for me. I'll try and spill it all out the short way round so we can all go back to our lives.
The state I live in has emissions requirements for my county that I could give you chapter and verse on my opinion of but it doesn't add anything to the story and it makes me sound like a card carrying socialist. The pertinent bit is that every year since we've moved here I've spent at least six-hundred dollars a year to get over this hurdle and keep my car tags active. And that's just on my car, not counting my husbands which is an epic, annoying story for another time. I totaled it up this weekend, when for the first time someone looked at me blankly and said 'no, you don't need to clear your check engine light to pass your safety inspection'.
Five. Thousand. Dollars.
Now, in the interest of fairness three years of that the work needed to be done because my emissions inspection was due. Last year the repair shop I took it to charged me $1900 dollars to clear my board. You can imagine my surprise when I found out they didn't report my emissions pass for last year. It was about equal to when I found out this year they don't even do emissions inspections. Apparently they no longer do safety inspections either.
My sister in Kansas suggested I could just buy a new used car for that. And maybe I could, and maybe I'm cynical because I don't think that'd fix the problem. I'd just be doing this with a newer car I hadn't payed off yet.
I had plans to talk about something interesting for Miscellaneous Monday today, but I'm nearly too angry to function, to be frank. I can't reference you to a long saga on social media because I have this weird hang-up about how nobody really wants to hear me complain about things, but it's not been a pleasant few days for me. I'll try and spill it all out the short way round so we can all go back to our lives.
The state I live in has emissions requirements for my county that I could give you chapter and verse on my opinion of but it doesn't add anything to the story and it makes me sound like a card carrying socialist. The pertinent bit is that every year since we've moved here I've spent at least six-hundred dollars a year to get over this hurdle and keep my car tags active. And that's just on my car, not counting my husbands which is an epic, annoying story for another time. I totaled it up this weekend, when for the first time someone looked at me blankly and said 'no, you don't need to clear your check engine light to pass your safety inspection'.
Five. Thousand. Dollars.
Now, in the interest of fairness three years of that the work needed to be done because my emissions inspection was due. Last year the repair shop I took it to charged me $1900 dollars to clear my board. You can imagine my surprise when I found out they didn't report my emissions pass for last year. It was about equal to when I found out this year they don't even do emissions inspections. Apparently they no longer do safety inspections either.
My sister in Kansas suggested I could just buy a new used car for that. And maybe I could, and maybe I'm cynical because I don't think that'd fix the problem. I'd just be doing this with a newer car I hadn't payed off yet.
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