It’s the Alternator

My car stalled out in the middle of an intersection after limping up the steepest part of the hill, through five lights, and around three turns with a failing battery. (I avoided signaling the turnes.) Two short pushes landed the car in an illegal parking space that was marked poorly enough that I could have defended against a potential parking ticket. The first push was orchestrated enthusiastically by other drivers and passers-by. But it took some effort to gather support from a second group after the flush of excitement over clearing a blocked intersection had passed. Samantha came along with jumper cables, and I chased off a carload of aggressive drive-by mechanics who wanted to do some cheap work on her fender. The jumpstart gave the car enough juice to get around the corner and into the first position of a parallel parking. We backed it in with a push but weren’t able to push it forward to line up with the curb. A group of girls was walking by and I asked them to help. They agreed and one of them yelled, “Girl power!” before pushing her shoulder up against the truck. The car rolled right into place, but only after I remembered to take the parking brake off again. It was actually a nearly perfect three-point parallel parking job, except for the getting out and pushing.

Today I went to the auto shop across from my parked crate of plastic and steel. It’s a small garage, but they had ten cars packed in there. I handed over the key and point out where the car is parked. I don’t envy them having to wiggle it out from between the cars that are parked tightly in front of and behind it.

One thought on “It’s the Alternator

  1. “…I chased off a carload of aggressive drive-by mechanics who wanted to do some cheap work on her fender.”

    Oh my! I just bet they did. :)
    I didn’t realize Girl Power came in a variety of shapes and powers, like say, “fenders.” I can just see them leering at her, like magnets to a bumper car.
    It sucks when your wheels go flat, doesn’t it? Suddenly, your whole world has to be readjusted to accommodate a new speed, gravity, and inertia. That’s why I’m going to start training my dogs to wear a harness and pull, for those times I feel the need to get out of the house after I have discovered my car battery is frozen solid. Ha!

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