The Jump Box...A Story
Trying to catch Fall, I've been doing a lot of road trips lately. Usually when I find something of interest, I pull off the road as much as possible, put the car in park, turn on the flashers and start taking photos. Minutes pass...sometimes only a few, sometimes longer. Then I scoot home and pull up the photos as soon as I get a chance. Repeating the process several times a week, I end up with quite a collection.
Meanwhile when I asked the Pres why it seems as if the sound made by my car seems to have gotten fainter when using the key fob to lock/unlock my car, he said he had no idea. Fast forward to another evening of photo taking. Only this time when I went to start my car, it wouldn't. It was DEAD.
Calling the Pres and asking if he was too tired to come and save me, he said he'd be there in a few minutes. Raising the hood of the car and waiting, I was surprised to see that when the Pres pulled up, he didn't pull around the front of my car with his big red and black Dodge diesel. Parking behind me, he exited the cab carrying "the black box"...the "black box that he bought me to carry with me at all times LAST Christmas.
"Oops," I thought. Walking around to the front of my car, he said, "Go start the car" with a stern, unsmiling face. Trying to CYA, I said, "Good thing I just plugged that in the other day to charge." Needless to say, the jump box gets recharged each month and is now in my car. As for Fall, it was right in front of me.
Meanwhile when I asked the Pres why it seems as if the sound made by my car seems to have gotten fainter when using the key fob to lock/unlock my car, he said he had no idea. Fast forward to another evening of photo taking. Only this time when I went to start my car, it wouldn't. It was DEAD.
Calling the Pres and asking if he was too tired to come and save me, he said he'd be there in a few minutes. Raising the hood of the car and waiting, I was surprised to see that when the Pres pulled up, he didn't pull around the front of my car with his big red and black Dodge diesel. Parking behind me, he exited the cab carrying "the black box"...the "black box that he bought me to carry with me at all times LAST Christmas.
"Oops," I thought. Walking around to the front of my car, he said, "Go start the car" with a stern, unsmiling face. Trying to CYA, I said, "Good thing I just plugged that in the other day to charge." Needless to say, the jump box gets recharged each month and is now in my car. As for Fall, it was right in front of me.
just seeing, saying, and sharing...
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