Tuesday, June 15, 2010

If Transformers ever happens, I'll be the first to die.

All electronics hate me. I'm not even fucking kidding right now. I know that all people say that when the printer jams, but really, no joke. So after my fiasco with the truck a couple weeks ago(first the alarm clicker thingy rejected my battery and made me replace it a million times, and the damn alarm kept going off, then the truck needed a jump start), my car wouldn't start the following week. It was making this rapid clicking noise, so I had to get my buddy (yeah, same one who jumped the truck. I owe this guy endless rides to the airport and help moving for life) to cart me around. I dropped my car off at this awesome mechanic. He called me the next day and told me it needed a new battery and he wouldn't charge me for the diagnostic or labor. (Advantec in University Heights - what what!!!).

Okay, so my car died and cost over a hundred bucks to repair. Then my phone starts telling me that "This device is not compatible with iPhone" but, ummm... Nothing is plugged into it. This was ongoing for a couple of days, and after a few hard resets, my phone managed to narrowly escape me throwing it against the wall by shaping up. That's what I thought, bitch.

Then last night, after I got home, my tv worked just fine. I turned it off to go to the gym, and when I got back it didn't want to fully turn on. Backstory: sometimes when you turn my tv on, it makes a sound like it's warming up, will flash the picture for a second, then turn it off and the lights on the front will flash. It'll think about it for a few seconds, then turn on for real. Well this time it just kept cycling through. It would flash the picture for like 4 seconds, then flash the buttons and think some more. Over and over and over again. Who knew my tv was such a fucking tease. It's too bad you can't rape a tv. That would show it a lesson! So I decided to let it rest and just went to bed. Today when I got home from work it did that for about 30 seconds, then I heard a loud POP! noise, and now it won't show me anything. Fucker.

I'm an extended warranty kind of bitch. My dad always said "If it weren't for bad luck, I'd have no luck at all." Well, I inherited his luck, so I pay for the extended warranty on everything I buy. I pulled out my trusty warranty for the fucker and wouldn't you know it, it expired TWO FUCKING WEEKS AGO!!! You have got to be fucking kidding me!!! It was a four year warranty! My fucking tv worked fine for exactly 4 years and 2 weeks. Bullshit. Now it'll be $150 just to come out and tell me what's wrong with it.

So I went and worked out, and when I got home I decided to go start the truck because I want to drive it to work tomorrow (part of my plan to never have to jump start it again). And wouldn't you know it, it's dead again.

Fuck electronics. I'm gonna go read a book.

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