UGH CAR TROUBLES. So frustrating. You know what would be even more frustrating? If I actually had to pay for anything besides filling the gas tank. Whatever, I'm young by today's standards. And, Dad, if I had the money for car repairs, I'd lie and say I didn't. Just kidding. I would step up to the plate and pay it myself. I hope I'm not jinxing myself because the '99 Corolla they have me drive around in doesn't currently need a repair, it's just having a very awkward and POTENTIALLY dangerous issue. Of course, leave it to my vehicle to possess an issue that makes people think I'm weird. It unlocks itself incessantly. At first, I literally thought it was a conspiracy issue and some mean people playing a joke. I locked my car and started walking away when it did the double-beep as if I unlocked it. I walked back to my car and it was, indeed, unlocked. What the fuhhhh. I proceeded to lock it manually using the key and started strolling away and it double beeped 15 seconds later. Mind you, my cars beep is a polite chirp and unmistakably mine. (I had a couple instances this fall with Genna driving with me and cars in front of me have started reversing almost straight back into me. Cue mad honking. My honk sounds like a greeting at a tea party. Like I'm saying "Hi, it's nice to see you Jeep Liberty! Don't worry, it'll be ok if you reverse into the front of my vehicle." I think me screaming out my car window is 100% more efficient than beeping my horn.) I then heard people laughing in the distance and somehow rationalized the fact they had a little machine bought off the black market that can automatically unlock old cars. So of course I pretended I didn't care that my car was unlocked and casually walked into my apartment complex. It wasn't the fact that my car was unlocked that was the issue, the most valuable thing that they could take is my $22 TJ Maxx sunglasses or my Poverty & Welfare book. Not exactly worried. What worried me, in that moment, is that people cared enough to mess around with my little car.
Looking back jumping to the black market product conspiracy was a little much, my imagination can go a little wild sometimes. So then I believed it was haunted. This lasted for a few minutes. I went to Google and wasn't really successful because most said to take it into the mechanic, and I'm not doing that. It's driving fine and remains locked while driving, which I think is the most important because that means random pedestrians can't just jump into the passenger seat whenever they please. I hear that happens sometimes. Ask Genna.
I'm going to change the battery on my car lock/unlock/push button thingy (?) because maybe it's like a fire alarm and chirps the car whenever the battery is low.
Please give me an A+ for these multiple rationalizations for my car problems.
Time for the Presidential debate that rudely took up the space of New Girl. Grr. Well, we all know the debate will be just as, if not more, entertaining and at times awkward (seriously when they blatantly ignore and speak over the mediator I cringe and just feel uncomfortable).
Best Text I Received Today: From Connor at 7:51am "When sharing the bed with someone who has sleeping trouble the partner loses an average of 49 minutes of sleep a night. Just heard it on the radio."
AKA: Ali this means you should willingly offer to sleep on the couch every night because it's now clearly proven you're contributing to my lack of alertness and energy throughout every day.
Nah. You'll be ok.
xxxx
A
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