A year or two back I eventually got my act together to set about replacing the bulb in the light inside my car which had been dead a while. Went to the local car parts shop and showed him the dud bulb and asked for a replacement. He came back a minute later with a fancy new one and said that'll be 50. I paniced and said I'd think about it. He gave me an odd look.
I went out to the car and said to my sister, the cheek of yer man trying to charge 50 euro for a bulb. My sister said, I think he meant 50 cent.
I was too embarrassed to go back in so I sent her. She got the bulb for 50 cent and the two of them had a good laugh over me while I lit up the car with my red face.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
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You know in all these little vignettes Milan (oops!!! Almost used your real name there! How disasterous would that have been!) there's a whole novel.
ReplyDeletemy two brake lights have been gone for a couple of months....fear of the garage keeps me away, they always sense my technophbia, probably cos I can't figure out how to open the bonnet of the car!And they charge me too much!
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