As a quick update to my previous entry, the auto-parts store called late on Monday afternoon, telling me to come by and pick up a settlement check for my inconveniences.
On the next day, I put on my best flowered shirt, shorts and hiking boots for the occasion and drove over.
To my utmost jubilation, the reimbursement covered the entire replacement of the Cooper’s oil pan, plug, plus labor, proving to me that corporate ethics and customer-satisfaction guaranty are still alive and well in Philadelphia, PA.
To celebrate, I broke my diet and went to Chez Cheeseburger, Cheeseburger, Coke (No Pepsi), Chips—No Fries; and had a heaping serving of their Chocolate Ice Cream Supreme: two scoops in a large wafer cone, covered with chocolate syrup and nuts. Between that and the super-sized burger and onion rings, I gained two pounds on Tuesday, but have worked it off since.
My thanks go out to all those involved.
As far as my cable Internet, it still drops out, but only for as long as I take to reset the modem, not hours like before. Although the problem still irks me, it’s just a minor inconvenience now.
Finally, in reply to Shirley Ann, a faithful reader of my tirades—regarding her humorous comment about the bevy of house sparrows, living in the framing above my terrace—I wrote, “Those birds outside are really messy. They all scatter when I go out with a broom to sweep it all away. Funny, the avian exodus looks like a scene from an Alfred Hitchcock movie.”
It’s another fine day in the neighborhood.