Sunday, 22 January 2012

Save that oddly satisfying moment at all costs!

Do you know what's oddly satisfying?

Taking your car to the automatic car wash, dropping in a few coins and sitting in your car while this robotic set of gigantic arms gives it a good scrub.  Honestly.  I was thinking that next time I really need to bring my video camera so that I can capture the way the water shoots across the windshield like sun rays when the heater comes on.  It's magic.  I wish I had turned my radio to the Classical station.  Strangely relaxing.

And do you know what ruins an oddly satisfying situation like that?

I'll tell ya.

So, I washed my car yesterday and I could barely unlock it after my shift (at 1ish in the morning) so I asked my dad to please allow me to leave my car in his heated shop during the day today.  Perfect.  I needed to run some errands in town so I was going to take another vehicle but he tells me "The car is ready to go."  Ok fine Dad, I'll take the car.

So I'm carrying all my bags and about to hit the road and go back home when hmm, funny situation, I can't get my key in the lock.  The lock is frozen.  And the whole I'm thinking to myself "Adventure, Melissa!  This is an unplanned day.  Expect the unexpected!"  Or some ultra cheesy thing like that.  I'm saying it in my head as I walk back into the store with all of my bags, as I can't find the D-Icer from the Automotive Department, as I wait for Customer Service at the Automotive Department, as I end up finding it eventually in the Automotive Deparment.  It's all good. And it's only 97 cents.  It's almost a gift, really.

But then, even though I absolutely know that it's a dumb idea, I tell my dad "So, I had to buy D-Icer because I couldn't unlock my door." What I'm trying to say is: HA. Hahahaha. HAHA. You were wrong, buddy.  And then he remarks with a comment about how maybe next time I'll actually wait until the weather warms up before I decide to wash the car.

Nooooooooooooooo.  Oddly satisfying moment is now tainted by a dumb idea to tell my dad that he was wrong and I was right for wanting to take another vehicle.  So next time you have a moment in jeopardy of becoming less enjoyable than it originally was-save it!  Don't belittle your father.  You'll probably never win at it anyway.

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