We got a flier in the mail on Thursday from the place where we bought our car. If we came in and gave them the flier, we could win one of the following: $25,000, a Chevrolet Malibu, $100 or $2.
Naturally, we were shocked when we walked out without the Malibu.
But, seriously, we figured why not? There was a chance (a very, very, very sub-atomic chance) that we’d walk away with more than $2. And even factoring in gas to get there and back, we still came out ahead. So it was a fun what-if scenario that assured us at least $2 for our efforts.
We had to politely answer questions about whether we wanted another car (no), whether we wanted to refinance (we’re paying it off within the next 30 days, thanks) and so on. Only one salesman kept on trying. He thought he was being cute/jovial. Tim nearly started yelling at him, since we were trying to walk to our car. I reminded him to just turn around and keep walking.
The car place is only two blocks from the card shop we sometimes go to. So we stopped in there for a bit to say hello, and to tell people we wouldn’t be around much until October. We shot the breeze with some folks for a bit before the tournament started.
We left after that and found our battery was dead. I guess things are never simple. We were preparing for a 30-block hike (the buses in Phoenix aren’t exactly timely) when I suggested we stop in at the dealership. They came down and jumped the battery, which got the car up and running again. They suggested we run over to Auto Zone and have the battery tested after it had been going for 30-60 minutes.
It turns out the battery is fine — it holds a charge, so we don’t need to get it replaced — so, in the end, that trip for $2 saved us money. If the battery died anywhere else, we would have needed to get it towed (to be sure it was the battery, since we were only 70% sure that was the issue) and checked out.
The guy who jumped us did point out some corrosion on one of the battery nodes. So we’re supposed to pour some Coke or other soda on there to get rid of that. All in all, the cheapest car fix I’ve ever had.
And, of course, our house fund officially stands an extra $2 heftier.