During the most recent snow & ice storm, the Grey Lady (also lovingly referred to as Betty White) sustained some damage. (Here comes my storytelling skills because I don't actually know what happened. I think this story is the least pessimistic of all of the possible stories.)
I am a careless snow remover, especially when it comes to cleaning off my vehicle. I can shovel a mean pathway and shovel myself out of a parking spot so it really just boils down to the fact that I'm lazy...and I don't leave myself enough time in the morning.
I've been known to clean off the windows and brush off my headlights/taillights but if more work is required it's probably not going to happen. That's a lie. I do clean off around the driver's door so I don't end up sitting in a pile of snow once inside.
I figure it's a waste of time to clean off the entire car when the snow will just blow off while I drive. Yes, I know it's very dangerous to do this. Other drivers must think I'm a menace to society and that my license should be revoked. They're probably right.
(Sidenote: I also don't wait long enough for the defroster to clear the whole windshield. While the defroster is on the maximum setting, I seek out that one clear spot in the windshield and contort my body over the console so I can see the road.)
Well, good news, society. I've learned my lesson.
During the last storm, I knowingly neglected to clean off the roof of the car. Well, once that snow & ice starts to melt, it starts to shift and - poof - there goes my rooftop radio antennae.
I now have approximately five radio stations that come in clearly. Everything else is just a static-y mess.
The last time I was at the dealership getting service done I asked how much it would cost to repair the damage. I saw an extra digit more than I was expecting so, needless to say, I've been listening to more CDs lately.
Thank you to anyone who has made me a CD in the past, say, ten years. I've had them on a rotation for the past few weeks.
My other theory is that some trollop vandalized my car while in the parking garage. I can't find a lesson in that story though.
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