Friday, April 14, 2006
One Step Forward, Two Steps Back
Dear Blog:
Yesterday after work, the guy from Sears successfully managed to replace my garage door, and got it working with the automatic garage door opener. I don't even want to think about what it cost me, but at least it's working.
This morning, I got in my 2004 Nissan Maxima SL, and popped in a cassette of Strauss' Sprach Zarathustra (AKA: Thus Spoke Zarathustra, AKA: the Theme from 2001: A Space Odyssey).
Once the music started playing, I pushed the button to the automatic garage door opener, and watched the door rise to the sound of a crescendo of horns and kettle drums. Grinning ear to ear, I pressed on the gas peddle, and my car was free from the garage for the first time in three days. I paused just long enough to watch the garage door close behind me. Then I was on my way.
When I got to the highway, I felt like I had a new lease on life. I pushed the button to open the driver-side car window so I could feel the cool morning air roaring through my car.
And then the car window broke off its track, and fell sideways into the car door.
Suddenly, it was as if everything was going in slow motion. After watching the window disappear into the car door, I slowly turned my eyes back to the road.
I was numb with anger. I just stared blankly through the windshield, vaguely aware that I was driving a car on the highway. I'm not sure exactly how long I sat there, staring with my mouth hanging open. I was eventually stirred out of my near-catatonic state when I noticed that a blue light on my dashboard had just come on. I looked down at the light, and read the letters, "ABS."
So, within about fifteen minutes of freeing my car from the garage, one of the windows broke, and my anti-lock brake system stopped working.
Good one, God. I can't wait to see what you do to top it.
- Bernie ¶ 4:10 PM
Yesterday after work, the guy from Sears successfully managed to replace my garage door, and got it working with the automatic garage door opener. I don't even want to think about what it cost me, but at least it's working.
This morning, I got in my 2004 Nissan Maxima SL, and popped in a cassette of Strauss' Sprach Zarathustra (AKA: Thus Spoke Zarathustra, AKA: the Theme from 2001: A Space Odyssey).
Once the music started playing, I pushed the button to the automatic garage door opener, and watched the door rise to the sound of a crescendo of horns and kettle drums. Grinning ear to ear, I pressed on the gas peddle, and my car was free from the garage for the first time in three days. I paused just long enough to watch the garage door close behind me. Then I was on my way.
When I got to the highway, I felt like I had a new lease on life. I pushed the button to open the driver-side car window so I could feel the cool morning air roaring through my car.
And then the car window broke off its track, and fell sideways into the car door.
Suddenly, it was as if everything was going in slow motion. After watching the window disappear into the car door, I slowly turned my eyes back to the road.
I was numb with anger. I just stared blankly through the windshield, vaguely aware that I was driving a car on the highway. I'm not sure exactly how long I sat there, staring with my mouth hanging open. I was eventually stirred out of my near-catatonic state when I noticed that a blue light on my dashboard had just come on. I looked down at the light, and read the letters, "ABS."
So, within about fifteen minutes of freeing my car from the garage, one of the windows broke, and my anti-lock brake system stopped working.
Good one, God. I can't wait to see what you do to top it.
- Bernie ¶ 4:10 PM
