Yeah, that one.
And no, the crazy lady driving it was not trying to communicate something to you.
Nor was she committing road rage.
Yes, she was snarling and weaving all over the road.
Yes, it probably looked really bad.
But you must trust that it was not what it seemed.
That hand you saw against her window?
It was splayed out in an act of desperation, not anger.
In fact, she was actually trying to hold the car window up, because every bump she drove over that day caused it to fall down an inch or two more each time, and she was worried that it would slide all the way down and end up stuck inside the door, blowing cold wind all over the crying toddler in the back seat.
And because she was worried that if it did fall all the way into the door, she would have to spend even more money to have the door taken apart at the car window place in a seedy side of town (which she is still not convinced isn't a chop shop) and the whole idea in getting this inexpensive used car to begin with was to keep from having to come up with the monthly equivalent to a new car payment until such a time as they could afford to do that. Surely knowing all this you can imagine her consternation?
And that revving motor at the stop light with the casting of glances your direction?
No, it's not because she's challenging you to a street race.
In fact, she was actually wincing in embarrassment and utter mortification.
Because it's come to the point where at intersections she has to put the car in neutral and gun it a few times to keep the motor from cutting out.
Which, if it did, would cause further delays in having to restart the thing again, because sometimes after such episodes it takes a couple of attempts to get it going again.
So you see, she's really just trying to be kind and save you time.
So, please...if you see that
She would appreciate that ever so much.
Thank you.
19 comments:
Of all the things in the world that I dislike most, cars that quit or threaten to regularly are right up there at the top. I think one of the things I find myself really PRAISING GOD FOR nowadays is having a car that doesn't ever do that. I lived too many years with cars that had phantom-female-driver-only problems (the kind that husbands and mechanics can NEVER get the car to do for them) or just plain, obvious and obnoxious problems~~ the car just gives you every kind of fit it can muster up. Or breaks down completely. And so does the driver. Either the minute you get your income tax return or when you have already exceeded the budget with such frivolous NON CAR RELATED stuff as groceries, shelter, and heat, OR when you find you have to have an emergency root canal. They know. I tell you, those cars somehow KNOW when the perfect time is to really hammer you. They can SMELL money in your checking account.
If Frumpgram was rich she'd buy you a new car. REALLY! You've been enduring car troubles 'way too long! I have a rich Father that I'm gonna talk to about this.
Oh Becky, I can only imagine... That was funny:)
Oh, and BTW, I tagged you!
Oh so sorry. Car trouble is no fun. Something that should be a help and a convenience in your life is not supposed to add stress and frustration. But you did make me laugh if that makes feel any better =)
You have a way with word, Becky.
Ugh! I'll talk to Him about it too...maybe if He hears it from different parts of the states, He'll come around =)
I promise you I'm not laughing at you. I'm really not. I feel for you because I've been there. And it stinks!!
BUT I'M DEFINITELY LAUGHING!! You are a silly goose who sure knows how to write a great story! So glad I know you!!
Oh I had images of you swirving all over the road, trying to hold that window up - tee hee - not funny, though!
Take care - Kellan
Too funny. But I feel your pain. I once drove home with the rear passenger door of my Suburban open because I couldn't get it to close.
Becky, you are an absolute RIOT!!! I am SO SORRY you are having car troubles...I HATE dealing with them!!! But I LOVED your description! I can only hope the person you were next to in traffic reads this!!! Okay, I'm going to go to my room and LOL!!! Not AT you, of course...WITH you. Oh...you're not laughing? ;-)
You poor sweet woman!!! I remember as a kid we were driving on a 6-hour trip and I had to hold the van door shut because for some reason it decided it didn't want to stay shut as we were speeding 70MPH down the highway. Yikes!!!
ROTFLOL! You have THE BEST car stories! I'm not sure you find them funny at the time, but you should compile them in a book someday! You'd make a mint.
**Okay, I'm very tired and I don't know how or why that saying "make a mint" popped out. I need sleep.
I feel your pain!! Just last year, we finally put our '93 Ford Aerostar to rest. It was the most faithful vehicle EVER and we truly loved that thing, even though climbing into it at the end of a work day (as some of the attorneys from our law firm passed by)was quite embarrassing! Ah, those sweet lessons in humility! Great post. Had me laughing out loud, mostly because I've been there, too! = )
Blessings,
Tracy
POO.
Poor Becky. This is soooooo not good. We had a 1992 Chrysler New Yorker. It was like parking the Titanic and everything broke on that car one time or another. While I feel your pain (and I do!) all I could think was how glad those days were behind us. I'm a horrible person aren't I?
Well.... you can do what I do...I drive a four wheeler (ATV) to work. Cheaper than a car. lolol
I've been there sister!! I've done the weave and bob because the window is slipping further and further into the door....
Right now I am dealing with the windsheild wipers not working which is fabulous. We've had rain lately. Quite a bit. I have the shower squeedgie in the front seat ready and waiting. It's always fun to pull over and squeedgie the window every mile or so...:)
I feel ya!!
It sure reminds me of a '77 Olds Cutlass Supreme I used to own. My first car. The one my dad bought for me. It had to be a "boat"-heavy enough not to fly all over in the Wisconsin winters.
I will not stare at a '93 Merc Cougar. I promise. I always feel bad when I see that happening. I have been there and it's not fun. Hang in there. You do bring your words to life, though. :)
There seems to be an epidemic of vehicle windows destroying themselves and thus destroying their owners. I am so sorry.
As it turns out, your embarrasment was our entertainment. This was hysterical!
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