The crisp air nipped at my nose as I trudged through the darken parking lot towards my car. I had stayed late to wrap up some work and at this point, I just wanted to get home.
I unlocked the door and slipped behind the steering wheel. I could feel my cold breath against the semi-frozen hands. I turned the key and the engine whimpered a bit before falling silent...my battery was dead!
What do I do? I noticed a running car parked across the lot. This was my answer. I tapped on the window and peered at bewildered set of eyes as the window slowly opened.
I asked if he could jump me but he didn't have jumper cables. It was a good thing that I have some in my car. He hooked them up and suggested that I pour a can of cola over the battery to help clear off some of the corrosion when I get home because he believed the battery wasn't getting enough juice.
I smiled and thanked him for his help. I am sure the cola tip would have worked but I figured I would end up making the problem worse so I just took it to the mechanic. His diagnosis...the battery was bad...so no cola bath in the world could have fixed my problem....
I have learned that taking shortcuts sometime take longer than the actual path...
Thursday, November 20, 2014
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