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I have the strangest car-ma. . .
Nov. 3rd, 2011 08:12 pmIt's not that my cars refuse to break down (which may be the more advanced version, I suppose - wonder if I can level up somehow?). It's that WHEN they break down, they tend to be very considerate about it.
For example - my last three breakdowns? One, the car refused to start after we had stopped for lunch at Arby's (where we never went for lunch normally). The Arby's was across the street from an Autozone - we walked over, grabbed a new battery, walked back, drove away.
The second? Tire shredded and blew out on the Interstate. Managed to pull over to the shoulder without incident. Neither the car nor I had stopped shaking when a breakdown vehicle pulled up behind me. They saw the tire start to fray and followed me for the half-mile it took for the tire to blow. Had the tire changed out in under 5 minutes.
And tonight. My car dies while I zipping down the highway. I pull over in what I later find is the last stop for several miles before the shoulder just drops off. Call Roadside Assistance - they say tow will be there in an hour or two. Tow pulls up in 15 minutes. Get towed to dealership, where I have to leave the car and make my way home. Figure I'll walk across the highway to the sandwich shop, call a cab and get some dinner while I wait. There's a cab pulled into the restaurant, just finishing up their dinner. Zip right home.
And yeah, my beloved, less than 8 months old car broke down, which makes me pretty upset. On the other hand, no one was hurt, I got home with little fuss (although damn, the cab ride home was expensive), and this was about the perfect time, as I'm about to fly out to New Mexico for the week anyway. If I can manage to get the repairs initiated by phone, I can stay home tomorrow and Saturday, the shuttle comes to get me Sunday, and then I'm in New Mexico for the week and wouldn't be driving anyway. Almost makes me feel bad for, well, feeling bad that my car broke down.
Almost.
For example - my last three breakdowns? One, the car refused to start after we had stopped for lunch at Arby's (where we never went for lunch normally). The Arby's was across the street from an Autozone - we walked over, grabbed a new battery, walked back, drove away.
The second? Tire shredded and blew out on the Interstate. Managed to pull over to the shoulder without incident. Neither the car nor I had stopped shaking when a breakdown vehicle pulled up behind me. They saw the tire start to fray and followed me for the half-mile it took for the tire to blow. Had the tire changed out in under 5 minutes.
And tonight. My car dies while I zipping down the highway. I pull over in what I later find is the last stop for several miles before the shoulder just drops off. Call Roadside Assistance - they say tow will be there in an hour or two. Tow pulls up in 15 minutes. Get towed to dealership, where I have to leave the car and make my way home. Figure I'll walk across the highway to the sandwich shop, call a cab and get some dinner while I wait. There's a cab pulled into the restaurant, just finishing up their dinner. Zip right home.
And yeah, my beloved, less than 8 months old car broke down, which makes me pretty upset. On the other hand, no one was hurt, I got home with little fuss (although damn, the cab ride home was expensive), and this was about the perfect time, as I'm about to fly out to New Mexico for the week anyway. If I can manage to get the repairs initiated by phone, I can stay home tomorrow and Saturday, the shuttle comes to get me Sunday, and then I'm in New Mexico for the week and wouldn't be driving anyway. Almost makes me feel bad for, well, feeling bad that my car broke down.
Almost.
