Wednesday started off normal, shave, shower, dress, start car leave for work… Well up until starting the car.

It’s about 7:25 a.m. I put the key in the ignition and the mama-jama won’t turn. Great, just fuckin’ great! So after some cursing and then basic some trouble shooting. I decide to call the dealer. Tell them my problem and, at the same time I am emailing my boss to tell him the dealio and that I will be late. The repair shop tells me that I will need to tow the car into them and give me a number to a tow lot. I call the tow lot they tell me when they get someone free he will be out. The time is roughly 7:45.

At this point I am not really too pissed more irritated. Shit breaks. I know nothing is made to last forever. I used to let things like this really get to me. A few years a go I would just sit here chain smoking and getting more and more angry. But I decided not to let things that I can’t control get to me. But fuck, it’s irritating.

So the tow truck gets here about 8:35 (after almost an hour). He pulls up and tries to backing to the driveway but the lower brackets scrap on the drive way. He pulls into the street and gets out. He is a kid in his mid 20’s or so. We discuss the problem and realize that my car is way to far up the drive way. He says that he will have to roll the car down the drive way. But there is a problem the key won’t turn in the ignition so the car is stuck in park. I give him my keys.

He gets into my car and I can here him trying to turn the key. Then the fucker starts… I shit my pants. He gets out and says “Did you try “giggling” the steering wheel?” what am I a fucking mechanic? I thought. “No, but I did do everything else, like bang on it and stuff.” I start too feel really stupid. “Giggling” the wheel never occurred to me.

Now, I am not a moron I understand how things work from engines, (by the way let me drop some knowledge on ya’ll. The difference between an engine and a motor is that an engine runs on gas or some other type of power, like hydrogen or whatever, a motor runs off of electricity only. So if you have a weed eater that you plug in it has a motor, if your weed eater runs on gas it has an engine, capuche?) to how computers and electronics work. But I can’t tell you how to fix things because my dad did not have an awesome set of tools.

So now that I feel totally de-maculated I am just wasting time before I have to get to work because there is no way I am going to tell this story to a bunch of engineers.

So how did your day start?