Well, that was interesting.

Car battery died – or the starter, or the fan belt, or look I was an English major, OK, so it is a case of the car it does not go vroom when I turn the key, see? – and it turned out we had to tow it.  If you can ever get the opportunity to see a car get towed, do so: it’s very interesting. It’d probably take me about an hour to get the dang thing up on the back*; it took this guy two, three minutes.

So that’s what I was doing tonight.  Getting my car to the shop.  Nothing earthshaking and/or calamitous. Bit of a pain, because the commuting car is a bit cramped for two and two car seats, but that’s so totally a First World Problem.

Moe Lane

PS: No, it’s not a financial crisis.  If getting a sudden car problem would result in a financial crisis for the household then I wouldn’t be shaking the tip jar for roleplaying game supplements.

*OK, OK, now that I’ve seen it done it’d probably only take a half hour.

16 thoughts on “Well, that was interesting.”

  1. Hah! I was a double major: English & Anthropology. That’s two out of the top ten worst majors to have for making a living. (from the last poll I saw)

  2. Building a sentence isn’t much differently mechanically from building anything else. The English Major excuse is a total cop-out, dude.

    1. Hm. So if I had been an English Major, I could have come up with more creative ways to describe getting my face splashed with battery acid from a bulldozer?

      1. Don’t do that.
        If you do do that, baking soda is your friend.
        But I’m thinking that time spent in a stockyard, on a fishing boat, or in the infantry would be more useful for creative descriptive terms than a degree in English for this specific occasion.

        1. Trust me, it wasn’t something that I chose to do of my own free will. On the bright side, it was the cleanest shave I’d had in ages.
          And as a Marine that was part of a Combat Engineering unit, we were just as inventive as the grunts with profanity. Heck, I even stunned a group of them one time.

          1. Were you out at the Stumps? 🙂 I’ve got a soft spot for Combat Engineers. They helped us dig the third mortar pit of the day one Steel Knight. (Looey had the GPS. You understand.)

          2. I’ve been to the Stumps twice. I refer to that place as “Proof positive God hates Marines.”
            Never dug mortar pits, but I dug trenches for the tanks to hide in and a place for the HMMV that one of the grunts was using. Made it clear when he gave me attitude that I could bury him and the vehicle with no one the wiser. 😀
            I’m luckier than most with our Officers. The ones I dealt with had several working synapses and they knew how to run things.

  3. You should have called the geniuses at Apple. They would have told you to check to see it is plugged in, then unplug it, then buy a new one.

    1. I view my car like I view my computer. I want it to work when I need it. If it doesn’t, I try a few things to correct that. If that doesn’t work, it either goes to the shop or it gets replaced.

      1. I was once masochistic enough to own a MG. I know a thing or two. As long as that thing or two isn’t controlled by a computer.

        1. Sweetest car I’ve ever owned was a ’57 Ford Fairlane, baby-blue coupe. She could really move on the road, and built like a tank.

          Not much computer stuff on them when they’re that old.

  4. It was probably your battery. It’s actually very simple. Here’s what you need to know:

    1. Batteries don’t last forever, or even nearly as long as your car.
    2. When you get a battery, somewhere on it, it should say it’s a 5 year battery (or whatever; 5 years is most common).
    3. Make a note that 5 years from now (assuming you still have the same vehicle), you’ll need to get another battery.
    4. Or, I guess, just wait until this one dies too, and then call a tow truck again (and also hope you’re someplace where having a dead battery doesn’t suck too hard). Your choice.

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