Our car delimas never seem to end this month! There has been something wrong with either my car or my husbands every week. Initally was the “accident” then my husbands starter went, he failed inspection because of his smashed light from the “accident” and he needed new tires, $850 later he passes inspection then my car fails inspection because I needed tires. While getting my tires they service technicians tell me I need brakes. I am just hemorrhaging money this month, I decline the breaks, we will need to get home without them until I can get to Toyota.
So this morning I get into my car and almost pass out. The smell is so horrendous that I can hardly sit in it. It is something between vomit and diarrhea, vulgar. I sniffed and looked everywhere in the car and couldn’t find a thing. My husband had used my car the previous day to go golfing with his friends and to protect me from using the car with its “failing” breaks until I could get them fixed; so I immediately called him on his cell.
“Did someone vomit in my car, or spill something” I say in a rather accusatory voice. As usual he has no idea what I am talking about and he said the car smelled fine yesterday. I then ask my girlfriend to take a whiff and she too almost gagged. Told to me drive with my windows down so I don’t get sick. What was I going to do? I decided to tear the car apart, bit by bit only to reveal a bottle of chocolate milk from McDonalds under the driver seat. That very small space that you can hardly get your hand into. Was this it? The lid was closed and I opened the top and it exploded all on my arm. It was so gross I cant even begin to explain. Immediately I go into survival mode and douse my arm in water and scrub with sanitizing wipes.
I call my husband and told him the news and he said I need to take better care of my car.. first backing into him and now ruining the inside. So I forewarn the service technicians about the car “smell” because I didn’t want them to think it was me. They told me that sometimes the whole carpet has to be replaced because the smell does not go away. Really!! now that would be the icing on the cake. After an hour of waiting for my new breaks, I get a call from service telling me that my brakes are fine and that I don’t need any. Great News! I feel like I won the lottery, I just saved $500 this week.
Now there are two issues I need to deal with, the dishonest tire people who told me I needed breaks and I still had to fumigate my car. My friend suggested I use a product that I have become very familiar with “Natures Miracle”. We use it to clean up our precious Daisy’s poops. So I saturate my carpet in the car with this product and honestly, the smell is GONE today. Sheer Genius. I don’t know what is in it, but it surely is a miracle. One problem down and one to go.
All I can say is the tires guys better be ready.