Thursday, February 23, 2006
Batteries not included.
12:47 AM
As promised here is my battery story:
It all started about 26 years ago. I had just finished a bottle and filled my pants. I was ready for a nap. No no no. That's my story. This is supposed to be about my battery. I am still in this story but it takes place a bit later.
Fast forward 25 years. Shanna and I go on a vacation with my family. When we get back we realize that my car door has been left open for the entire 3 days we were gone so I wasn't very surprised to find my battery pretty much dead. I went to my parents' house and told my dad, asking if I could borrow his battery charger. I still have it by they way and this little known tidbit of information will come into play later so remember it. My dad loans me his charger and tells me that it will get me to work a couple times but I should really buy a new battery. He insists on loaning me the money for a new battery. As many of you know we had a baby about a year ago. With babies come bliss. I mean bills. Huh, funny how that works. I gladly accepted my dad's money and then promptly used it to keep the lights on, keep the water running, or feed the new mouth. Charging the battery seemed to worked just fine.
About a month ago my car battery light started coming on once in a while. It would turn off so I pretty much just ignored it. After all, I knew I had a weak battery and I was just delaying the inevitable. Then one night my car died. All gauges went to zero. All the lights turned off including headlights. I left my car at work overnight and got a ride home. Shanna and I jumped my car the next morning and took it to get a new battery. This was on Thursday.
The battery guy told me that he put a new battery in the car but the light was still on so I should have my alternator looked at right away. I nodded. He pulled the keys back sensing that I was blowing him off. "I mean you should have it looked at as soon as possible." I nodded. "Today would be good." This guy wouldn't give up so I told him I would. I wouldn't. I knew that I would have to wait until some time next week because I needed to get paid first.
I continued to use my car the next couple days. Sure enough, after 10-20 minutes of driving my battery light would come on. Then it happened. I made it all the way to Tuesday night. Driving home at midnight my car died. Deader than last time. No power, no lights, no gauges. I decided I better get off of I-5. When I turned on my blinker my car turned off. I literally crested the offramp hill and coasted down into a parking spot at the nearest gas station. This parking job had to have been providence because I didn't even have brakes to stop myself. It was the best parking I have ever done and I didn't do it.
Don't hate me but I have some other stuff I need to work on so I will have to finish this tomorrow.
It all started about 26 years ago. I had just finished a bottle and filled my pants. I was ready for a nap. No no no. That's my story. This is supposed to be about my battery. I am still in this story but it takes place a bit later.
Fast forward 25 years. Shanna and I go on a vacation with my family. When we get back we realize that my car door has been left open for the entire 3 days we were gone so I wasn't very surprised to find my battery pretty much dead. I went to my parents' house and told my dad, asking if I could borrow his battery charger. I still have it by they way and this little known tidbit of information will come into play later so remember it. My dad loans me his charger and tells me that it will get me to work a couple times but I should really buy a new battery. He insists on loaning me the money for a new battery. As many of you know we had a baby about a year ago. With babies come bliss. I mean bills. Huh, funny how that works. I gladly accepted my dad's money and then promptly used it to keep the lights on, keep the water running, or feed the new mouth. Charging the battery seemed to worked just fine.
About a month ago my car battery light started coming on once in a while. It would turn off so I pretty much just ignored it. After all, I knew I had a weak battery and I was just delaying the inevitable. Then one night my car died. All gauges went to zero. All the lights turned off including headlights. I left my car at work overnight and got a ride home. Shanna and I jumped my car the next morning and took it to get a new battery. This was on Thursday.
The battery guy told me that he put a new battery in the car but the light was still on so I should have my alternator looked at right away. I nodded. He pulled the keys back sensing that I was blowing him off. "I mean you should have it looked at as soon as possible." I nodded. "Today would be good." This guy wouldn't give up so I told him I would. I wouldn't. I knew that I would have to wait until some time next week because I needed to get paid first.
I continued to use my car the next couple days. Sure enough, after 10-20 minutes of driving my battery light would come on. Then it happened. I made it all the way to Tuesday night. Driving home at midnight my car died. Deader than last time. No power, no lights, no gauges. I decided I better get off of I-5. When I turned on my blinker my car turned off. I literally crested the offramp hill and coasted down into a parking spot at the nearest gas station. This parking job had to have been providence because I didn't even have brakes to stop myself. It was the best parking I have ever done and I didn't do it.
Don't hate me but I have some other stuff I need to work on so I will have to finish this tomorrow.
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