About to lose it

I fucking knew I should have never said anything to my grandfather about the car. There was a reason I hadn’t but when I talked to him yesterday, I brought it up. At first he made me feel better because he said he come look at it–I don’t know why, he’s always taken that fucking car straight to Volkswagen. It’s his damn fault I paid so much to fix it last year, because he gave them the go ahead to do whatever they “found” and you know how stealerships are.

Shawn texted me and told me when Grandpa got there, and that they found the leak. At about 2:15 Shawn called to let me know that Grandpa was taking it to Volkswagen, even though Shawn said he could most likely fix it himself if he had the parts. I’m absolutely furious, to the point that I’ve had to leave my desk to go cry outside. I’m emotional lately, I know, but this just irritates the piss out of me. I told Grandpa on the phone just yesterday: I DO NOT WANT TO PUT ANY MORE MONEY INTO THIS CAR.

I called Volkswagen and let them know that my grandfather is bringing MY car in. I don’t know what he’s going to do, make an appointment, ask for a part… what, but I told them that they are to call me before they even fucking touch my car. It is not his money and it is not his decision.

Dammit.

Edit: I just called my grandfather and tried to yell at him but he just ended up laughing at me. I’m not so mad anymore, this time I told him straight up that I’m not willing to pay much to fix the car. If VW calls him first he better say no to anything more than 3 or 4 hundred dollars. Some guy in a red hat apparently told them he’d make a good trade with me, and that it’s worth more than $2k without the fix (cause Kelley Blue Book lies and all, did he even LOOK at the damn thing? It’s beat all to hell).

Edit: Just spoke with VW. It’s gonna be about $500 and something to fix, so I told them to go ahead. I figure if I get at least 2 months out of it with no problems then I guess it evens out. If not, I’m just going to drive it off a bridge.

Mad