My most recent blog about dear old Betty awakened so many memories with me and the friends who shared some ‘unique’ times with her. I just have to be thankful for having had her – one thing is for sure thanks to Betty I am now a serial car purchaser! The first sign of trouble and I do not head to the mechanic, no sir! I head straight to the dealership, no not for parts, to trade her in! That’s right, I have yet to keep a car much longer than a month or two after she has given me any form of trouble (on that note my current vehicle which I have only had since October last year almost made it’s way to a dealer today – why, because of the clang, all of a sudden I had a clang that I hadn’t had before – a what you may ask, well simply put the definition of ‘clang’ in my car problems book is any noise that sounds like two pieces of metal clinging together…hence clang! However, before any drastic measures were taken I sent in the tea lady! Tea lady you may ask – well quite simple actually, our tea lady also doubles up as our car washer – now the bonus of having a tea lady / office cleaner cleaning your car is that if there is anything lying anywhere that it shouldn’t be, well she will surely find it! Lo and behold, one small fee for car wash later, I was ‘clang-less’! My ‘mechanical’ problem was simply a rather large marble rolling around and hitting the metal of the seat ‘thingy-ma-bobbies’! You see, who needs a mechanic??
Anyway, back to old Betty – well Betty as you gathered was somewhat held together by prayer, we learnt this more and more as the days went by – but I have to say on the whole she was quite well behaved with me, then again I think she was so shit scared when I sat in the driver’s seat that every part of her contracted in fear for which wall I may driver her in to next – so nothing fell apart much when I drove….my friends on the other hand, have a book of stories they could write themselves…from driver seats coming loose up hills, to ceasing electrics and falling off accelerators! No seriously, whilst waiting one night for my bud to pick me up from work with my car, he was rather late – eventually I heard a commotion and well I be damned the dude it appeared had forgotten how to drive! Did you ever see someone stall so many times?? Well I be damned, eventually we were correctly informed, it was nothing to do with his driving and everything to do with the fact that the accelerator had detached itself from it’s rusty wall and bam fallen off – 100 to 0, in well 0 seconds! There he was trying to push in the accelerator ‘stub’ and pull it out again with the use of a rope. Needless to say this was another scene for me to enter into hysterics (yes, besides my uncanny ability to pee myself when people injure themselves, well I also pee myself when I am in any form of high stress!) Quite confusing to those around you when you are laughing your head off and they are about to be admitted for severe heart failure or suffer a stroke due to their high blood pressure, but it’s what I do none the less!
Dear Betty, besides all her mechanical problems had a serious bout of electrical problems too (mmm on that note, you know spiritually they say that things that are wrong with you car symbolize things that are wrong in your life…..so if this is anything to go by, do you realize just how f%^cked up I was back then!!) I guess I have progressed then, cos now I just have lost a few marbles…which quite frankly is a very real state of affairs (and that too is a blog on it’s own)!
Next we will do Betty does Jhb!!! Now I can see you all shouting WHAT??? Oh hell yes, when I said nothing stops me when I know what I want, well not even a car on death’s door will stop me from driving to Jozi! Till then, dear friends, safe motoring J
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