Here @ car place waiting to drop it off for an oil change & brake maintenance but I got here half an hour early bc I was nervous so now I'm just sitting here nervously waiting for them to open bc I want to actually talk to someone to make sure they know to look at the brakes this time
I hate to be at car place
Being
- Unhideably queer
- Stupid
- aware that my car has Poser Wheels Always makes me so nervous about talking to mechanics
I think also growing up around people who are the kind who do all of their truck maintenance by themselves out of principle/seemingly as a show of traditional masculinity doesn't help..