Not my hate for Jeeps, but their hate for me. Our #1 first Jeep (79 Waggy) ever I purchased it, loved it, it hated me. Broke down everytime I drove it. Well the curse continues. The old white 89 Waggy has broke down more times than I can count on one hand. The new gray 89 Waggy has stranded me once.
Now you would have thought I would have learned my lesson by now, but NNOOOOO, stupid runs deep.
With the weather turning bad here this afternoon I decided I best drive a 4x4 to work so I wouldn't get stranded at work. DUMB IDEA!!! I drove the old white 89 to work. Had to go out on muddy roads and the 4 wheel drive wasn't working. Should have turned around and went back to the office then. No, again struck by the stupid brick. Got through the mud not a problem without the 4x4. Drove it another 20 miles and it did hiccup a couple of times, and I threatened it, and it got me back to the office. Popped the hood and found a vacuum line off to the 4 wheel drive, and put it back on. Took off again, now running like crap, and 4x4 still not working. Did my visit, went back to the office. Weather turning worse decided to head for home. Decided one more time to check vacuum hoses, and yes another one was off. Closed the hood and tried to start it. It wouldn't start, went to check under the hood to see what was going on. Hood wouldn't open. Now is that a hint or what.
So I called Alan, yelled at him about the POS, and he drove 15 miles to come check it out in the bad weather. He got there the hood opened, he fiddled with it a bit (wiggled some wires), etc. and it started.
I drove it home without incident, but very nervous the whole way home, without 4x4.
So I have come to the conclusion that Jeeps hate me, but I still love them, but it is not a two way relationship.
So I am bringing this to the couples counseling here. If you see me sitting along side the road in a FSJ, PLEASE stop and have a talk with us, and see if you can help us work out our differences.
Thanks for listening.
Pam
Now you would have thought I would have learned my lesson by now, but NNOOOOO, stupid runs deep.
With the weather turning bad here this afternoon I decided I best drive a 4x4 to work so I wouldn't get stranded at work. DUMB IDEA!!! I drove the old white 89 to work. Had to go out on muddy roads and the 4 wheel drive wasn't working. Should have turned around and went back to the office then. No, again struck by the stupid brick. Got through the mud not a problem without the 4x4. Drove it another 20 miles and it did hiccup a couple of times, and I threatened it, and it got me back to the office. Popped the hood and found a vacuum line off to the 4 wheel drive, and put it back on. Took off again, now running like crap, and 4x4 still not working. Did my visit, went back to the office. Weather turning worse decided to head for home. Decided one more time to check vacuum hoses, and yes another one was off. Closed the hood and tried to start it. It wouldn't start, went to check under the hood to see what was going on. Hood wouldn't open. Now is that a hint or what.
So I called Alan, yelled at him about the POS, and he drove 15 miles to come check it out in the bad weather. He got there the hood opened, he fiddled with it a bit (wiggled some wires), etc. and it started.
I drove it home without incident, but very nervous the whole way home, without 4x4.
So I have come to the conclusion that Jeeps hate me, but I still love them, but it is not a two way relationship.
So I am bringing this to the couples counseling here. If you see me sitting along side the road in a FSJ, PLEASE stop and have a talk with us, and see if you can help us work out our differences.
Thanks for listening.
Pam
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