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Parking Not

Front Parking

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Parking Lot in front of Our Building

Good morning Everyone!

To quote my husband when he and Kayla were pulling into the garage last week (gleefully repeated to me by my daughter later), “I love your mother, but she cannot park.”

He’s right; I can’t. My co-workers know it; I’ve hit at least two of their cars over the years while parking. I was over the age of 35 before I managed to parallel park, and I’m still not sure that I would have managed it if the parallel spot hadn’t been the only spot within a mile of the office in the midst of a frog-strangler. FN1.

One of my fellow attorneys has a beautiful Porsche coupe convertible; it’s now about 10 years old and still looks like it came off the show room floor. Pulling off a rare successful practical joke, I walked into his office one day and said, “Randy, I’m sorry about the Porsche.” I don’t think his heart stopped, but I’m positive his face blanched for a second before I started laughing.


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The office breathed a collective sigh of relief the day we traded in our Chevrolet Tahoe for an Aveo. The Tahoe was a great vehicle, but there was just too much of it!

Another collective sigh of relief emanated from the office when Mark and I got the car I currently drive, a Hyundai Sonata with that greatest of miracles – a rear view camera! As one co-worker observed, since then I have only needed one parking space to park in instead of two.

At home, the relief was short-lived. Did you know that the rear view mirror (passenger side) can still hit the frame of the garage door even when the rest of the car has clearance?  The mirror is sturdier than it looks; it’s survived three hits so far. Mark is pretty certain it won’t survive a fourth, though. Now if I pull into the garage and Kayla is with me, I go ahead and let her out to go on in the house while I concentrate on getting the car into the garage. So far, the record is about six tries before I got it right. Backing out can take anywhere from one to four tries.

So, the other day, when I parked the car at the grocery store, and I walked up to the person in the car beside me to ask if I had left him enough room to back out, explaining that I was not good at parking, I can hardly fault Kayla for chiming in brightly, “It’s true; she’s really rotten at it!”

Have a great day!


FN1. Frog-Strangler – a downpour; a gully washer

Car Talk from Alabama

Good morning, everyone!

I drive a black 2010 Hyundai Sonata that I really enjoy.

push button cartoon

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One feature in this car that impresses me is the push button start.  Now, I know that push button start is not really a modern invention – many cars in the fifties and early sixties had them – but the computer chip in the “key” that tells the car that it is okay to open or start when the button is pushed is new.  As long as that computer chip is about one foot from your car, all the push button features will work.  The reason I enjoy push button start is – just imagine this ladies – I never, ever have to dig through my purse to find my keys.  That is really cool, no matter who you are!

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However, about three weeks ago, I came home for lunch one day, and when I got ready to leave the house, the car wouldn’t crank with the push button start, even though the lights in the car and everything else except the engine were working.  I tried everything I knew to do, from using the emergency start key to charging the battery with our portable battery charger, but nothing worked.  Defeated, I called the office, where one of my co-workers was gracious enough to come collect me and take me back to the office.

woman with rolling pin

The Effect the Innate Sexism of all Mechanical Objects Has
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The plan was for Mark to check the Sonata once he got home, but before he did, while he went inside to change clothes, I tried the battery charger again.  It still didn’t work.  When Mark came back to the garage, he took the portable battery charger, connected it the exact same way that I had, and of course the car started right away.  (For the women:  Don’t you find the innate sexism of mechanical objects frustrating?)

The car ran well for a few days, but then it refused to start again while Kayla and I were running an errand.  This time I took the portable battery charger, hooked it up, and the car started right away.  I think the car knew that Mark was within calling distance.

When we took the car in for service the next weekend, the kind people at Parker Tire tested the battery for us while we were getting new tires from them.  It was only at 200 crank amps when it should have been at 500 crank amps.  I’m not terribly familiar with what a crank amp is, but since I can do basic math when I put my mind to it, I know that missing 300 of anything tends to have a negative effect on an object.  I was relieved that Parker Tire replaced the battery for us, and I happily drove away, knowing that my battery troubles were finished.


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Last weekend, Mark was helping with inventory at his plant, so Kayla and I bought some Christmas decorations for the outside of our house.  I asked Kayla to shut the trunk once we got everything out, but about three hours later, when we were finished, I walked into the garage to discover that the trunk remained open.  Wanting to be sure that the battery was still good, I got in the car, pushed the button, and nothing happened.  I was upset, of course, enough so that I made a special trip into the house to inform Kayla that I was not happy that she had forgotten to close the trunk.

I came back out into the garage, wearily hooked up the battery charger to the car yet again (really, I’m getting to be quite good at it), and tried to start it by pushing the button.  Nothing happened.  By now, I wasn’t just annoyed, I was exceedingly annoyed – even though the trunk had been open, a new battery shouldn’t go out like that.  I made sure everything on the battery charger was working, and tried one more time before I went to call Hyundai.  The car still didn’t start.

Push button start punch line

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I got ready to go back inside to call Hyundai, and automatically reached for my purse.  At that moment, I realized that the car was not turning on because it lacked the key.  My purse, with key tucked in it, was safe in the kitchen.


I apologized to my daughter, got my purse, and of course the car started like a charm.  Problem solved!

Have a great day!