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Gentlemen,
Occasionally, the last few weeks have been interrupted by my belt(s) making this dreaded squealing noise. WEEEEEEEEEE! Impossible, I thought, not my well maintained car... especially in front of a clients home... with her standing at the door (my humble company paints murals & fine art furniture in high end homes, restaurants, etc). Embarrassing to say the least. So, I decided to get up early this morning and make a few minor adjustments and check everything out... in my anal attentive capacity. It has been quite chilly, so, I thought, it must simply be cold rubber.
I noted the alternator belt was a just little "jiggy" and quickly proceeded to break out the necessary tools to resolve this simple issue. Loosen the bolt on the alt. & move to the adjusting bolt and double snap... I break the 6mm, ultra long adjuster bolt and the f@#king bracket as well. Wow, my car never gives me the easy path... if I touch something plastic... it breaks. If I want to do something easy (the headlight harness upgrade), it turns into a seek & destroy mission... tripling the time I originally devoted to the task.
To top it off, there is only one bone yard Volvo (on which I and a couple of other vultures have been greedily feasting for the last several months... slowly picking the flesh away) within 30 miles from my home. Oh, the drama and I can‘t tolerate disunity! But, I know in my heart of hearts the bracket is waiting for me... the cost... 2 hours in traffic... $20... and a trip to my buddy’s shop to hit the wire wheel. Thank goodness I am self employed, and can make time for my beloved ride. She never makes it easy... no bath for her on V-day... that dirty, sloppy hooker! So, when you experience a little issue with your car... breath deep... and laugh aloud... how else should it go!
Peace, Jon
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