Petezah

Today I replaced the battery in my car again, thus completing my car’s story’s journey of the hero. Symbolically, from a storytelling perspective, this means that I should have no further problem with my car’s charging system. My English professor would be proud.

Anyway, if this makes no sense, you’ve only been out of the loop on this story; so allow me to elucidate. Back in June, when Dad was in town for the weekend, my car’s battery died; in other words it refused to hold a charge any more. It was perhaps a two or three (or four?) year old battery, and this is a perfectly reasonable thing for an old battery to do; and since Dad was in town, I had help to take it down to Sam’s Club and get a new one. We had to walk down and back to the store since, of course, the car wouldn’t start, but we still managed to get done before we met my real estate agent for more house looking.

Soon after Dad left town, however, the alternator went out. My apartment was within walking distance to my office, so I simply called up the dealership and told them what was going on, called up the tow company and had them tow it to the dealership, and walked to the office. They were able to put a new alternator in the car within a couple days, and my coworker Jonathan (different from Seattle Jon and Baltimore Jonathan), dropped me off at the dealership on the day it was done. All was good, and there was much rejoicing.

A month or so later, my alternator went out again, this time nearly stranding me. However, I managed to make it to the stoplight corner before my house, and a kind stranger helped me push it into the 7-Eleven parking lot. The next day, Andrew from church drove me around to buy cables and a charger for my car. Using the cables, we jumped the car and I was just barely able to drive it home. I used the charger to charge the battery over night so that I would be able to drive it to the dealership the next day, since it was labor day and the service department was closed. Then I called up my coworker Joe (Bourrie, from my DigiPen days, since I also work with another Joe) and asked him to pick me up for work from the dealership, since he lives two blocks from where I live. Thankfully, since the other part was a bum alternator, they fixed it for free this time.

Now finally, another month after that, my battery went bad. Today of all days, when I have to drive home briefly in the afternoon to let the piano tuner into the house. My coworker Jonathan came through for me again and dropped me at my house, then jumped my car for me after work and even followed me to Sam’s Club. Sam’s replaced the battery for free since it was still under warranty. And thus, I have come full circle to the beginning of the story, with the battery replacement.

If you still don’t know what I’m talking about, ask my English professor.