How many times did you change the oil in that car?

Here's another shout out for great customer service.

You of course know about the 19 year old Camry and the husband's emotional attachment to the original clutch right?

He's pretty sure he's going to get 300,000 miles on it.

And then be knighted by the King of Thriftyness and live happily ever after.....

[well, he's already got the happily ever after part going for him.]

So last Friday was our day for the big oil change game.  We have three cars now (the youngest of which is 11 years old) and if we time it right we can get the oil changed on all three on the same day because our mechanic is a miracle worker and extremely flexible with us.

So we dropped the Camry off on Thursday night. 

Learned on Friday morning that the Avalon had a dead battery, so I dropped the husband off at the park and ride and went on with my day figuring we'd only be able to get two oil changes done.

Jump starting a car is way above my pay grade.  And skill.  And it was cold out anyway...

Saint Mechanic called me to tell me that the Camry was done so I zipped over there on my way to the hairdresser to swap the Van for the Camry.

You know how the car always smells a little weird after the oil is changed?  You don't?

I happily went on with my day got my haircut, went to the grocery store, came home and worked for the afternoon, sat int he carpool lane (GRRR).

Went and picked up the husband from the park and ride and went straight to the Mechanic to pick up and pay for two oil changes.

The husband also noticed the weird smell, but used the same oil change logic I used because we are obviously both professional mechanics and know how to diagnose cars simply by smell.  Really.  We listen to car talk all the time.

[That's all true except for the professional mechanic part because remember how I don't jump start cars.]

When we got home the husband noticed that the garage floor which was none too clean to begin with now also had a 2 quart puddle of oil.

HM?

To make a long story even longer.

Saint Mechanic came to our house on Saturday morning.
Towed the Camry back to the shop.
Put in the CORRECT oil filter.
Cleaned up the smelly engine mess.
Towed the car back to our house.
Cleaned and degreased our garage.
Paid sacrifices to the STP gods in thanks that I didn't drive it further.

AND .... wait for it.

Went to my hairdressers house and cleaned and degreased her driveway.

It was like a modern day mechanical miracle.

And the car still runs!

Don't bother taking your car to him next week, he'll be too busy curing Ebola and negotiating a peace treaty with ISIS.