Sat Haps.

So, I still haven't gotten my window fixed on The Sat, but did manage to shimmy it up high enough so that there's only about an inch of open air at the top, allowing me to forget about it until I go through another drive-thru or go through the parking lot gate at work. Like today.  I must not have pulled up close enough as the scanner was not reading the ID and I can only extend my arm so far because of the tight space. I started to sweat as cars started to pile up behind me. Then I started worrying about walking in to work with giant sweat marks all over my shirt and started sweating even more. As the window began cutting off circlulation to my left arm, I turned around and held up my right finger and mouthed, “HANG ON” to the guy behind me, and then in slow motion, “WINDOW”. I think my lips were the only thing within his view as my ceiling upholstery is drooping again. He held up both hands as if to say, “WHAT?” I turned back around and in a last attempt, I grabbed the lanyard, letting the ID fall a bit, and tried to kind of throw it toward the reader until finally it got close enough and the gate lifted. It wasn’t until this point that it occurred to me to just open the door or lower the window behind me. I found a parking spot and sat there for a while, giving any who were behind me time to park and walk a bit so I wouldn’t have to face them. One guy parked really close to me so I leaned over towards the floor and pretended to be looking for something until he was far enough away. I hoped he wasn’t around Tuesday morning when I had to wait in my car for the rain to stop. Within a matter of minutes of parking, clouds rolled in and torrential rain started pouring. I didn’t think the open inch at the top of my window was going to be that big of a deal, but when I got out my car, I looked like I had just gotten off of Thunder Canyon at Cedar Point.

But, the gate incident didn’t get me down. Maybe it was because I had stopped at Dunkin Donuts for coffee. Or maybe it was the attractive guy, sans ring, two people ahead of me in line. Who turned around and looked at me. And, when he did, I stood up straight as I opened my eyes wide and stared with great intensity at the menu board. He walked out and seemed to be waiting in his truck, probably because he is going to ask what he was driving when he writes his Missed Connection post. I wished I was walking over to the sporty Honda SUV parked a few over from me. I held my head high as I walked over to my Sat and prayed the fan belt wouldn’t start squealing when I started the car like it did last week. Thankfully, it didn't and I drove off with great presence.

Have a great weekend.

(above picture is random google pic, but made me laugh hard because it's a navy Saturn and she has short hair. I hope she bought some new sandals when she got a new car)