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Thu, Jan. 15th, 2004 01:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
annarti
Ok, so, got about halfway along the freeway from here to Bridgewater to pick up the brother unit from work, going up a hill-that's-not-really-a-hill, and suddenly~ the accelerator stops doing stuff. Stand on it and kick it a few times, but the little old Magna keeps going slower~ and slower~~
So, 'narti pulls over into the emergency stopping lane, not liking the looks of the trucks hurtling past her at 110 while she's pushing 20, but she doesn't give up! Keeps kicking the accelerator and swearing profusely at the car for not doing anything. Finally get to the top of the hill-that's-not-really-a-hill, having now gone down to about 10kph, and slowly~~ we coast over the crest-that's-not-really-a-crest, put the poor little thing in neutral and coast down the other side, which is considerably steeper, picked up some nice speed and got up to about 70 =D
Only to coast up the exit ramp into Bridgewater and stop about halfway. Accelerator still doing bugger-all, so this is when 'narti turns off the radio and realises that the engine's turned off. Fine, she thinks, we'll just start it again =D Knowing full well it'll still do bugger-all, she turns the key a few times and sees the oil and battery lights turn on in the process.
"Shit =D" goes 'narti, and starts running into Bridgewater, because she was an idiot and left her mobile at home cos she was running late picking up the brother unit in the first place. Meets brother unit when she gets to good old Coles and says "We've got a flat battery and no oil left =D"
"You sure?" asks the brother unit.
"Well, the oil and battery lights have come on, so I'd assume so =D"
"OK =D" So the wonderful brother unit, who has remembered his mobile, rings the wonderful mother unit, who then rings the wonderful father unit and gets him to rescue the poor younger members of the family unit.
Father unit knows exactly what's wrong and rocks up with a tin of petrol.
Car starts. Because of course, oil and battery lights coming on mean no petrol left.
"I'm never going to live this down, am I? =D"
"Nup =D" says the brother unit.
So kiddies, the moral of the story is, never put honey in the microwave if the steel lid is still on =D
So, 'narti pulls over into the emergency stopping lane, not liking the looks of the trucks hurtling past her at 110 while she's pushing 20, but she doesn't give up! Keeps kicking the accelerator and swearing profusely at the car for not doing anything. Finally get to the top of the hill-that's-not-really-a-hill, having now gone down to about 10kph, and slowly~~ we coast over the crest-that's-not-really-a-crest, put the poor little thing in neutral and coast down the other side, which is considerably steeper, picked up some nice speed and got up to about 70 =D
Only to coast up the exit ramp into Bridgewater and stop about halfway. Accelerator still doing bugger-all, so this is when 'narti turns off the radio and realises that the engine's turned off. Fine, she thinks, we'll just start it again =D Knowing full well it'll still do bugger-all, she turns the key a few times and sees the oil and battery lights turn on in the process.
"Shit =D" goes 'narti, and starts running into Bridgewater, because she was an idiot and left her mobile at home cos she was running late picking up the brother unit in the first place. Meets brother unit when she gets to good old Coles and says "We've got a flat battery and no oil left =D"
"You sure?" asks the brother unit.
"Well, the oil and battery lights have come on, so I'd assume so =D"
"OK =D" So the wonderful brother unit, who has remembered his mobile, rings the wonderful mother unit, who then rings the wonderful father unit and gets him to rescue the poor younger members of the family unit.
Father unit knows exactly what's wrong and rocks up with a tin of petrol.
Car starts. Because of course, oil and battery lights coming on mean no petrol left.
"I'm never going to live this down, am I? =D"
"Nup =D" says the brother unit.
So kiddies, the moral of the story is, never put honey in the microwave if the steel lid is still on =D