In the time frame of a month and a half, I will have dropped nearly 1,500 dollars on repairing my car. It was in shambles when I left to D.C. It sat abandoned in my drive way with a spare tire on the passenger side for three months. I had ruined lives and birthdays the day before I left with a giant, unrepairable gash on my baby tire. In late march, Ivan discovered that my car would not start at all (I would need a new battery). Upon my immediate arrival, I had a dead car that was spewing pink liquid, sans a tire. Shambles! My car repair price tag for my impending move is 700 dollars. Supposedly it needs all sorts of liquid flushes and rear and front shocks.
After my Dallas internship, in all seriousness, I am switching careers. Being a mechanic is the way to go. I cannot handle not knowing anything about the contraption that I spend a considerable amount of time in.
See ya, Journalism!
Hello, mechanic school!
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b to the t // May 24, 2008 at 1:15 am
Being a mechanic would be a great job. there will always be a need for them.