Titles Are The Worst

Fat Chick Bloggin'. Name says it all. I'm a fat chick, I'm blogging. Boom.

Why am I here? I feel somewhat goofy writing huge notes on any social network. I mean, really? Does the guy I uses to play "Mafia Wars" with give a crap about the time my daughter told a woman she smelled like poop and should check her diaper? Prolly not. Some of my friends don't mind me clogging up their newsfeed, but they number few and far between. So, here I am. Blogging. Bloggity, blog blog.

My day was an average day. Woke up, worked out, hung out and then called it a night. I told my hubby about taking the Pilot in for some work. I HATE HATE HATE being a woman when it comes to walking into a mechanic's shop. I truly believe they pad my bill by about $50 because they think I'm a dummy. No, I don't know cars, but I know "thief". My key fob battery died. I just got it replaced 3 months ago. It is a bitch when the battery dies. The Pilot has a one-point entry system. I have to open it via the driver's side and then hit the inner button to open the rest of the doors. Anyhow, the guy puts in a new battery, no go. He informs me he needs to do a $100 "diagnostic test" to see if the electronic component in the car is busted or whatever. I tell him I have the Honda extended warranty and I think it's covered. He does some song-and-dance "well, it depends where you buy it". Fool, I'm gonna cut you short right now. I bought it at the Honda dealership. "well, they have the paperwork and without it, I don't know". Fool, once again, I'm gonna cut you short: you can do a VIN check and "find" the paperwork.

In the end, it was just some dusty contact points in the chip of the key fob. An old dude came over to inspect it, wiped it with his snotrag and dammit, if the car didn't lock and unlock via the key! Parting shot from the original ass mechanic: yeah, we're not going to charge you for that, um...consider it a nice freebie. Dick.

Anyhow, hope you enjoy! I'll dress the site up later. I got some deer scaring to do. Tonight's canned food: cranberry sauce (thanks, Keri!).