Being independent can be incredibly fulfilling.

It can also be fucking exhausting sometimes.

My car battery died, so I ordered a new one. I carefully checked the amperage, dimensions, and compatibility with my car model. It arrived, I removed the old battery (which was no small feat, and I was ridiculously proud of myself when I finally managed it) and then discovered that the terminals on the new battery were reversed and it wouldn’t work.

So now I have to return it. Which means carrying a 15 kg battery to the post office.

Then I have to wait for the correct one to arrive.

And after that, I get to figure out why two of my tyres are flat (no problem, I have a spare tyre and ordered a charger/air blower thingy, hopefully it will work).

I am perfectly capable of taking care of my own shit.

I’m just getting a little tired of it. But lesson learned: buy the exact same model of whatever you need to replace if you can.

/rant

  • velma@sh.itjust.worksEnglish
    3·
    22 hours ago

    Just being polite.

    You know you’re being rude as hell now.

    I’m not going to shut up because a man told me to do so.

    • TheJesusaurus@piefed.caBanned from communityEnglish
      1·
      20 hours ago

      I didn’t tell you to. I said by all means keep replying if you want to, or stop if you want to do that. I get a little red bell icon every time you message me. It’s hard to ignore.