Ooops!

The other morning as I drove home from work several idiot lights lit up my dashboard. I thought I would be safe to drive 10 minutes more till I got home but my car had other ideas. Just after turning right onto a major parkway my car died. Splat. Nothing. I looked at the battery monitor and I had NO JUICE. Since I was in the right lane I coasted over to the curb and got out of traffic. I couldn't figure out what the heck would cause such a meltdown of my year old car.. check engine light, check brake, and vehicle stability control lights were all on. What the heck!?

So I called the AAA to bail my poor little car out and tow it to the dealer. I had to wait 40 minutes for the tow truck to arrive.. good thing I had bought some pomegranate juice and cookies before leaving the store. M came out to sit with me so I had company too- although I had to listen to him bitch about how lousy he thought the car was now, and how disappointed he was in the brand, etc. Like I wasn't already feeling bad enough having broken down like that. He sure has a way of putting the icing on the cake in situations like these. One of these days I'm going to explode with a string of profanities telling him to keep his $#@&! opinions to himself and to SHUT THE FCUK UP!! At least defer your rants for another time when we are home, and it's the next day or something... not at 2 AM on the side of the road while waiting for the tow.

The next morning I get a phone call from the dealer. Apparently I don't have a major mechanical problem with the car at all. What a relief! In my embarrassment and dismay I wonder how many Toyota Prius owners let their cars run out of gas?