Was it Normal to Feel That Nervous?!

This morning I took my car in for his MOT. I use a local garage which started life as just a place for tyres, and reasonably cheap tyres at that. They’re pleasant enough in there and there’s a small waiting room with a few trashy magazines to keep you occupied whilst you wait. So I was sat reading the latest copy of Now! magazine when I heard my little car being started up. It was at that point I suddenly felt really nervous, had the urge to tell him to be careful, and felt like telling him my car doesn’t like heights so not to hoist him up too far. It was at this point that I realised I need specialist help!

There’s a guy in there who pretty much always answers the phone when it rings, and he’s one of these people who irritates you with their phone answering tone. It’s half way between your stereotypical customer services bimbo and someone who’s been forced to answer a phone they really don’t want to, with an aggressive edge. After a few rounds of him answering the phone like that I was on the verge of offering him some training!

Finally I saw my car being backed out and being driven into the car park. The guy walks in and I suddenly feel like I did waiting for important test results at the hospital. Surely it’s not natural to feel that nervous?! The long and short of it all is that he passed. Whilst waiting for one of the guys to get change I noticed that they’ve branched into offering servicing now too, so that’s something to consider for when I get some money together for the happy occasion. I picked up a leaflet from them so it’ll be interesting to see how they compare with Toyota, where I usually go for servicing.

So I finally arrived in work at 10.30, a bit later than planned but so far no one’s said anything. I was half expecting the HR woman to come and ask but she hasn’t yet.

Now I need some painkillers, some food and some water (not necessarily in that order!) and I’m ready to pretend to work!