Busy

Yesterday my father got the part he needed to fix my mothers car. So the two of use spend just about 5 hours in the garage putting the car back together after fixing it. Needless to say we were happy when it was all said and done.

However. We were not done. I guess when the car broke down the first time another part of the engine was damaged. There was no way we could have known this before. Kind of sucks. Now we're waiting until Friday to get a part so that we can fix it. Estimated time is 20 minutes to fix it once we get the part.

There is a point to me posting that too. I spent all of yesterday working on the car. I am an eighteen year old girl and I spent my Tuesday working on a car. I am by no means a tom boy. I read Vogue, watch Americans Next Top Modle all the time, and refuse to leave my house with out at least a light mascara on. Stereo types are one of my biggest pet peeves. Being sexist is another thing that bothers me. When I told someone what I was doing yesterday they drilled me over what I did, they also gave me a dirty look when I relayed what happened. I did however not know the names of the parts, but I did a good job describing to this guy what I did. Needless to say he was not very happy when I answered.

I just do not understand why someone would think I was lying.

I wish the closed minded people of the world would open up and look at real people. Just because I wear heels and watch What Not to Wear doesn't meant I can't put an car back together or take honors chemistry two. Just because I do Yoga in the mornings doesn't meant I do not know how to use power tools.