At what point does the running joke of “Stein Car Problems” become unfunny? Apparently never. Case in point, I receive a phone call from K on my way to work this morning…something slightly out of the norm. I proceed to ask the question, “How’s it going?” and am met with the response, “Not great,” immediately followed by hysterical laughter.
It’s tough to know how to respond to that. So I wait and hear the following confession:
K – “I broke the rear-view mirror.”
Me – (laughing) “How’d you do that?”
K- “I hit the garage.”
Me – (not laughing) “You hit the garage?”
K – “Yeah, we haven’t parked in the garage for so long and there were a lot of things going on. It’s still usable!”
Me – (laughing) “Well, that’s a positive!”
Mind you, this is the day after we just got her car back from the repair shop…and mere months after we had to fix a broken tail light because she backed into a garbage can.
Me – “Well, you have to park in the street from now on.”
K – “I can’t! The snow plows will come and I’ll get stuck!”
Me – “Better add ‘digging out time’ to your morning commute!”
This is why she doesn’t get to drive the leased car.
And you people think I’m the problem.