After a bad day, I was going to the grocery store this evening. My car wanted to stall a few times getting out of the driveway. (That was my sign, as the saying goes.) There are a few different routes to the grocery store in the small town about 5 miles away, so I took the one which wouldn't require starting on a grade after stopping. Alas, my car stalled even on a level street as I turned onto Main. I put my blinkers on, coasted to the shoulder and tried to crank it up. The young man washing his car across the street at the fire station mostly ignored me, and I tried to ignore him as well. I thought there were quite a few passersby for a small town, but one lady did ask if I needed help. Anyway, I finally got started again and shortly after that, I was approaching the left turn at the grocery store. Good luck--a green light, so I wouldn't have to stall at a red light! Alas, a WOMAN driver was approaching. You know what they do when you have to yield the right of way and you are hoping they will just go on and get their [self] out of the way. Yes, they STOP! So, rather than turning in right after her, I stalled again, part way into the intersection and having to wait through another cycle of the light.When I got to the store, I parked away from the store where there weren't many cars and I could give myself a head start to get going. (Should I really buy frozen perishables that might melt if I don't make it home?)Yep, I stalled getting out of the parking lot, but all's well that ends well, and at least I was making progress. Did you know tires can make a squealing noise on newly paved road even if you're only doing 25 mph when you're making a turn. (Wow, I sounded like Rockford making that turn!)Okay, 2 more stop signs (and one more stall) to go. (Okay, Mr. in the red sports car, you're nearly breaking your neck to stare, but not bothering to ask if I need help. Fine, if I can get going this time, I've got one more stop and one more left turn.) As I approached the final stop sign, there was a car part way in the road next to a group of mailboxes AND a car approaching from the other direction. No, I couldn't slow down and risk stalling right in the middle of the highway, so I just negotiated the passage and tooted my horn to express my frustration. When I got home and started getting groceries out of my car, the lady who had been checking her mail appeared at the end of my drive to explain that she had been checking her mail. Yes, the woman driver blocking the highway to check her mail has followed me to my house to explain herself! Not to be outdone, I called back to her that I had stalled FOUR times on the way to and from the grocery store and that I could not afford to stall again in the middle of the highway. Well, I hope you get it all worked out, she said. I'll say a prayer for you.Now what I wouldn't have given to have channeled NBF about that moment and had the presence of mind to tell her to look in the mirror and pray for people that have no more sense than to stop their car in a busy road to check their mail, lol!But then I thought about how creepy it was that she followed me, so as she turned around in the cul-de-sac, I yelled at her to stop stalking me. She asked what and I told her she was stalking me and not to do that.
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