"Ma'am, your something* belt needs replacing."
"Is that what causes the awful squeal each time I start my car?"
"Go ahead and replace that. My short term fix of turning the radio up louder wasn't working anymore."
So I shelled out the cash and had the belt replaced.
That Friday I headed out to meet with some friends. Mid route, my car started making a horrible thumpTHUMPthumpTHUMPthumpTHUMP sound. I didn't stop because it was dark and I was almost to my destination. I cringed and silently hoped I would make it. I did arrive and noted that the sound had stopped. A brief glance under the hood revealed nothing.
The next day I told P2 about the noise. He looked and found that my belt - the newly replaced one - had split in two. I'm no car expert - in fact, I'm no car anything - but I don't think having two belts where there should only be one is a good thing. I made a mental note to take the car back to the auto shop on Monday and have them replace the faulty belt.
Sunday I went to church. No big surprise there. However, coming out of the building and walking to my car I saw something shiny glinting from my rear tire. As mentioned above, I'm no car expert - or tire expert - but shiny objects should only be on jewelry or prom dresses from the 80's. I knelt down and found a screw embedded in my tire grooves.
Boy, aren't I the fortunate one! ...and don't think the posts regarding my car are done. The luck continues!
* I don't remember the name of the belt and the receipt is in the other room. I'm too lazy to get that information.