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Alice Kahn

I am not a mechanic, nor do I claim to be. I am, however, a person that will attempt to fix things on my own. This is general. In the house, on the car, anywhere. I like to know how to do things. This brings me to my beef. I recently noticed that my turn signal had gone up. So obviously I had to change it. So I go buy the bulb. Unlike some older cars I can’t just pop of the plastic and stick in the bulb. So I open the hood and there was something covering it. Since it was getting dark I stick the part away and remind my self to get a wrench so I can remove the obstructing piece and change my joint. Now, being that I am a young black man with long locks and I wear shades (despite that my car is the same thing the undercovers drive) I am subject to be pulled over. So yesterday in my last few minutes at work I go out to change my blinker. I notice I don’t need the wrench, but I can’t access the light. Another guy comes over (mechanic attraction) to see what I’m doing and we stand there for 5 minutes looking under the hood, under the car and come to the conclusion…that I have to take it to the dealer. This is my gripe: Why the hell in 2002 do they have to make it so that you can’t just do things. They want me to be reliant. They want me to depend on them. My man has an old Lincoln and he just pops the damn plastic off and changes his bulb…I can’t. To hell with car companies for taking things out of my hands. This isn’t the first time something like this has happened. Last time I was at Jiffy Lube and I don’t remember what it was, but the guy was telling me the way the car was designed he couldn’t get to whatever it was and I would have to take it to the dealer. Sumumabitch. Damn you Chevrolet, Damn you straight to hell.