I have a love hate relationship with my car. Love the fact it gets me around, hate it when things go wrong. This week I had a warning light come on, with a "beep". Great, I thought.
Booked into the garage. When I explained the problem the mechanic said "err, you DO know that the lights on the dash come on when you turn on the engine, don't you?"
Err, Yes I am not a COMPLETE DORK! Grrrr.
Why is it I am made to feel completely stupid when there is anything wrong with my car.