After much consideration, I am fairly certain my car is haunted
by a poltergeist.
As many of you know, I am not a confident driver. To illustrate this point, here is a picture
of me driving at age 3, which accurately represents how I feel about driving
today:
So when my car began acting up on the highway, in the rain,
through construction, you can imagine my panic.
Somehow I made it home.
And per usual, I decided to fix the problem myself, because it’s
cheaper, and I obviously know about cars.
Self-assured in my slapdash solution, I drove to Chicago for
a friend’s birthday (shout out to Loosh), parking my car at my Grandma’s house
in Skokie for the weekend.
On Sunday, I visited with my Grandma over tea and toast
before deciding to head out. My car made
it about a block until the radio froze and the windshield wipers gave up. Long story short, my car had to be towed and
I got an extended vacation with Grams.
After this second moment of roadside panic, I was convinced
my car’s issue was the rain (“it’s the only common denominator!!”) this tells
you I probably shouldn’t have been the one to diagnose anything auto related in
the first place.
My brother had a different idea.
The kind auto repairman informed me that the
alternator had been causing my car troubles, which may be so. But isn’t it also possible that a poltergeist
could have caused my alternator troubles, along with countless other roadside
woes?
