Today was a much better day. I think it was mostly because I was really busy and didn't have time to glower.
Then I went home.
I pulled my car into the driveway and ran inside to change my clothes before my weigh-in and weight loss meeting. I went back out to my car and turned the key. And it wouldn't start. Confused, I tried again. And again. And again. Crap.
I've owned this 2008 Saturn Vue for less than one year, have put a mere 7500 miles on it, and it's dead in my driveway. It would turn over, but not stay running. I decided it might just need a break, so I went back in the house and Googled the dealership's phone number. Then I went back outside and tried again. Still dead. Great.
Back into the house to call the dealership. They tell me to bring the car in right away and that they're open until 7:30. I repeat: it won't start. After a good laugh the service guy tells me to call roadside assistance to get the car in there.
So I called and expected the worst: a long wait and a surly, scary tow truck driver. I was pleasantly surprised as instead I had a tow truck at my door in 15 minutes and he was a pleasant gentleman.
After a quick drive to the dealership I picked up my (somewhat crappy) loaner car that was waiting for me and I was back on my way home. Sure I missed my meeting, but it's not the end of the world.
I'm choosing to see the fortunate aspects of this whole saga instead of dwelling on owning a crappy car:
- I could have broken down in my desolate work parking lot (it's not actually that desolate, but it would have been less than ideal)
- The repairs and tow will all be done free
- I have a loaner car and don't have to rely on shuttles
- Everything was taken care of quickly and fairly painlessly
4 comments:
That's quite the glass half full attitude! I'd have been less cheerful about it. 7500 miles on that thing and it dies on you? Not cool.
Your patience and kindess pay off, good for you! And thanks for the message. I feel a bit better. I have to find what is missing, besides food, before I mentally and physically explode.
You can tell a lot about a person from how they behave in a crisis. I think it speaks volumes that you were able to have a better day than before, in spite of car trouble.
Yeah, this new more positive outlook thing (and not diving into a bag of candy after the car incident) is surprising me. Maybe I stored some of my pessimism in the fat I lost.
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