Why, Thank You, Sir
I finally decided to deal with my car today. I called AAA and explained the situation as succinctly as possible. Basically, I needed a jump. Because a thief left my hazards on. “Oh, so you left your hazards on?” asked the helpful AAA lady. No. No. No. *I* did not leave my hazards on. The inconsiderate thief who ripped out my car stereo (which didn’t even work) and strew dismantled car parts all over my front seat left the hazards on. Note that please.
The AAA man arrived. I popped the hood and heard him exclaim, “WOW. You have got one clean engine…”
Even though I had nothing to do with the cleanliness of the engine, even though I had no idea to what he was referring, I felt a sense of pride.
“Why, thank you,” I purred.
It wasn’t such a bad day after all.
