I sometimes feel a little silly for not taking my car to a quick lube place for oil changes. Instead, I drive 25 miles out of my way to get it done. Which is what I did this morning. When I got there, I told them that I hadn’t checked fluid levels lately, but that I knew the windshield washer fluid was empty. Obviously, I could refill that myself, but for some reason, I just can’t remember to buy any. The mechanic kind of laughed at me, but I can’t help it. I have some sort of mental block.
So, as I was driving home, I went around a twisty curve and heard a THUNK from the floor of the passenger seat. I looked down, and there was a full gallon of windshield washer fluid lying there. How thoughtful! That totally made my day. I really doubt that one of the quickie oil change places would have done that for me, which is why I drive to the next county to get an oil change.
Plus, it’s always nice to go for a drive in the country.
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