Idiot light--updated
Normally, I would have just kept this to myself because it's stupid.
But stupid was in store for me today so here we go.
I dislike being late to things (although outside of work, you'd probably not know it) and I was doing my level best to be on time for breakfast with the men's group today. However, when I got in the car, I remembered that I needed to buy gas yesterday and forgot. My head was someplace else yesterday, what with trying to get the doggie licensed and everything and it slipped my mind, even though the "idiot light" on the dashboard was illuminated, telling me I was low on gas.
I was going to try to just squeeze out one more trip this morning, so I'd be on time, and at about 26th street and Harrison, I ran out of gas. Fortunately, there is a gas station on 24th and Harrison and I thought I'd just coast my way down to the pumps. After all, it's downhill. But, um, yeah....
The car came to a stop at the intersection just across the street. I had to stop there because the light turned red. Flashers on, and out of the car to walk in and buy a gas can. No big deal, and I'll be on my way.
I walk in the store and the woman behind the counter is someone I know from church. Busted! We had a little bit of a laugh and of course they don't sell gas cans. But they do sell water in a gallon jug, so I improvised, got my car fueled, and made it to breakfast just ten minutes late.
As I said, I wouldn't tell that story, but it's going to get told anyway. One of her family members was at the breakfast and after it was over, I told him "You may or may not hear a story about me that may or may not be true."
"Something good or bad?", he asked.
"Just stupid," was my reply.
And then I told him the story. And I told him what I just told you.
The moral of the story is this: If you're too dumb to read the gas gauge, you shouldn't be equally be as dumb to ignore the idiot light because you never know who's gonna be there to share your moment of stupidity with you.
Update: the little car won't work. Something is fouled up in the ignition and the key won't turn. I said some things about this earlier in a post I deleted. If I believed in coincidence, and I don't, it's awfully coincidental that I was mad about something that was none of my business in the first place, I suppose, and because I was mad, hurt, and feeling lonely, I was fixin' ta take matters into my own hands. The car breaking reminds me that, um, no.., not so much. For whatever reasons, it's not time.
I always tell you that out of adversity comes blessing and there was one tonight... I needed the time off, and I'm enjoying it, to be sure. Last night, Miss June was here for a while and it was just nice to have company in the house. Tonight, Ben-Hur is keeping me company and I get to see a little bit of the Hollywood version of God at work. I'm alone, but far from lonely and the timing of this movie being on couldn't be more of a blessing to me.
Things often don't make sense to me, but one thing I remembered today from a little practical lesson. You can't fight God's will and win. My own personal "idiot light" for the day has been extinguished and I'm enjoying the movie.
But stupid was in store for me today so here we go.
I dislike being late to things (although outside of work, you'd probably not know it) and I was doing my level best to be on time for breakfast with the men's group today. However, when I got in the car, I remembered that I needed to buy gas yesterday and forgot. My head was someplace else yesterday, what with trying to get the doggie licensed and everything and it slipped my mind, even though the "idiot light" on the dashboard was illuminated, telling me I was low on gas.
I was going to try to just squeeze out one more trip this morning, so I'd be on time, and at about 26th street and Harrison, I ran out of gas. Fortunately, there is a gas station on 24th and Harrison and I thought I'd just coast my way down to the pumps. After all, it's downhill. But, um, yeah....
The car came to a stop at the intersection just across the street. I had to stop there because the light turned red. Flashers on, and out of the car to walk in and buy a gas can. No big deal, and I'll be on my way.
I walk in the store and the woman behind the counter is someone I know from church. Busted! We had a little bit of a laugh and of course they don't sell gas cans. But they do sell water in a gallon jug, so I improvised, got my car fueled, and made it to breakfast just ten minutes late.
As I said, I wouldn't tell that story, but it's going to get told anyway. One of her family members was at the breakfast and after it was over, I told him "You may or may not hear a story about me that may or may not be true."
"Something good or bad?", he asked.
"Just stupid," was my reply.
And then I told him the story. And I told him what I just told you.
The moral of the story is this: If you're too dumb to read the gas gauge, you shouldn't be equally be as dumb to ignore the idiot light because you never know who's gonna be there to share your moment of stupidity with you.
Update: the little car won't work. Something is fouled up in the ignition and the key won't turn. I said some things about this earlier in a post I deleted. If I believed in coincidence, and I don't, it's awfully coincidental that I was mad about something that was none of my business in the first place, I suppose, and because I was mad, hurt, and feeling lonely, I was fixin' ta take matters into my own hands. The car breaking reminds me that, um, no.., not so much. For whatever reasons, it's not time.
I always tell you that out of adversity comes blessing and there was one tonight... I needed the time off, and I'm enjoying it, to be sure. Last night, Miss June was here for a while and it was just nice to have company in the house. Tonight, Ben-Hur is keeping me company and I get to see a little bit of the Hollywood version of God at work. I'm alone, but far from lonely and the timing of this movie being on couldn't be more of a blessing to me.
Things often don't make sense to me, but one thing I remembered today from a little practical lesson. You can't fight God's will and win. My own personal "idiot light" for the day has been extinguished and I'm enjoying the movie.
So the grand total for being stupid came to $500. They can't just replace the lock cylinder because the dumb thing is stuck inside the ignition lock housing. An interesting little tidbit to this is that the bolts they use to connect this to the car are designed so that when they're tightened down, the heads shear off and the only way to remove the stupid things is with a chisel. Apparently, you have to remove the airbag, then the steering wheel, then the wiper/signal switch, then chisel out the bolts, disconnect the housing, and viola, you're back in business. That's after you set the new tumblers up to match your key......yeah, um, uh....NO
ReplyDeleteOh,yeah, did I mention that the air conditioning compressor in my truck just gave up the ghost and tried to burn my truck down?
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