Stranded!

     Good evening, viewers.  My evening was quite interesting.  Shall I tell you about it?  Here goes.

     The evening started out quite normally, with me watching Taiwanese dramas, and reading to my mum.  And then, we went to the local grocery store.  Dun dun dun!  Well, no, that wasn't the dramatic part.  The dramatic part happened after we finished shopping, and we got into the car to go home, and the car randomly decided that it didn't feel like starting.  Dun dun dun!

     So, I went back into the store and asked my neighbor who works there if he had any suggestions.  He sent another employee-fellow out with me, and while my mum steered, the employee-fellow and I pushed the car across the parking lot, so that he could attempt to jump-start the battery.

     The jump-start, however, proved ineffectual, and since the lights would come on when my mum turned the key, we concluded that the problem was not the battery, but was in fact the starter.

     So, while my mum called for a tow, I dashed across the parking lot to my favourite cafe, which happened to still be open (convenient, what?), and got myself a soy chai latte.

     And then we waited.  And waited.  And waited...  But, on the bright side, even though it was a little chilly, it wasn't raining, and with a delicious beverage and a Charlotte Bronte novel (I always carry a novel in my purse), being stranded in a parking lot for an hour and a half really isn't all that bad.  And we were under a street lamp, which provided very nice light for reading.

     Eventually, the tow truck showed up, and we explained the situation to the fellow, who proceeded to jack up the car, and hit the starter with a rubber mallet.  Believe it or not, that did the trick; the car started, proving once again, that hitting fixes everything.