Well, my shitty car did it to me again. But this time, at least it was only two blocks away from my house, and at noon instead of middle of the night. I had just gotten gas, and when I tried to turn my car back on, it didn't want to start. Same frickin' thing as last time. Basically, my Security light comes on, and thinks I'm a thief so it won't let me start it.
So I had to get out, and ask the creep sex molester gas attendant to help me push my car out of the gas stall into a parking space until I could get it towed. Another thing that really sucked was that it was Sunday and nothing was open. So pretty much had to sit at home and do nothing. OK. I did some cleaning and some laundry.
So then this morning I called the dealership and they gave me some tips on how to get it started so I could drive it to them to get fixed. $460 later, I think it's fixed. If it's not then I'm leaving it where it dies and buying a new car. Piece of crap!