I have a car remote that has a mind of its own. It decides when it wants to work. I went grocery shopping the other day. Not my favorite kind I assure you.
The grocers had a store-full of stuff I needed, or rather my house-keeping has fallen on bad days. All on a sudden I was spotting a trend to anything I wanted to make. I would suggest a dish, and then realise one tiny but important ingredient is missing. So, I would happily switch to another dish without batting an eyelid. When that happens thrice the same day, the mind’s eye discerns a trip to the grocers. I don’t know how my car senses my mood, but it seemed reluctant to go along as well.
I digress..but the point of the matter is, I came back with bags hanging from very limb (also 1 bag per finger on the hand) and attempted to open the car, and it wouldn’t budge. I tried from every angle, and it refused to emit the necessary rays. Another sigh, and I finally opened the car manually.
It was totally unresponsive to my remote, and when I opened it manually, it screamed and shrieked and shook violently. Well…not really, the car alarm went off, but the screaming, shrieking and shaking pretty much summed up my reactions in the parking lot. I finally cajoled it into staying quiet, but it whimpered.
“Blip Blip” it said every 2 minutes and started the alarm again.
I attempted to show it my face, and say –
“See, this is me, you idiot! You see me everyday! Stop wailing!”
When the nerves are wracked, it takes a while to reset the burglar alarm, and by the time I had figured out how to do it, cops from San Francisco, Los Angeles and San Diego were piling into their cars. I exaggerate but you get the drift.
A month ago, my dear friend’s car was stolen from his community. The same model as the one I was pleading and cajoling with. Apparently, that car went without a squeak! Why did that car not go crazy? Or maybe the car thief knew exactly how to turn the burglar alarm off before the sirens wailed.
SIGH! Remind me why burglar alarms are there again?!