I suffered the karma from anger today. My wife wanted me to schedule a service appointment for our lemon. But the service station she wants to use doesn't exist in the phone book, directory service, google, or mapquest. I drove by it and saw that it was actually there, but they apparently go by a different name in the phone book, which I could not divine.
So I was pissed off at them. Who the fuck puts up signs with one business name, but operates in all contact info under another name.
Meanwhile, while I'm rushing around trying to get this errand done, my wife is calling me and having her co-worker hold the phone outside the car so I can hear the noise that it's making, that it only makes while the car moves.
So of course all I can hear is wind.
I have to walk the dogs, so I grab our storage key so I can combine a couple of tasks - walking the dogs and getting silicone spray out of my automotive tub in the storage room. So I get down to the storage room and with dog leashes in hand find that it has been re-arranged with everything else wedged in ahead of my automative tub.
So I cuss, and walk the dogs. I take them back up to our walkup, and get my lunch together and grab the trash and head out. I decided to go ahead and pull everything out of storage so I can get the spray and see if it will fix out other car's problem. I get all grubby in my white buttdown shirt.
So I throw the trash in the back, and work on the car for a few minutes, spraying silicone at a squeaky belt. The noise stops, and I get in the car to go, but first drop by the dumpster where there was somebody leisurely washing his car in the trash drop off spot.
Pissed, I just stop in the middle of the parking lot, and get out with the motor running to grab the trash in the back seat. But the door was locked. As was the door I just closed. And all my keys and cell phone were inside.
Soooooo.... $65 dollars later, I learn not to get in a lather about other people's lack of mental acuity.
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I think the Apocalypse is happening all around us. We go on eating desserts and watching TV. I know I do. I wish we were more capable of sustained passion and sustained resistance. We should be screaming and what we do is gossip. -Lydia Millet
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