June 13th, 2010 - You know how when you gas up your car and you are just about to get your receipt a question comes up, Would you like a carwash? Why not I thought, how hard can it be to drive my car through the small structure on the side of the building. WRONG!
So I take my ticket and drive over to the structure for the carwash. Thankfully, no one is in line, so no one will have to see me struggle to figure out how to do this. Yeah, maybe to you this is easy, but to me, having never done it before, and knowing that I had trouble learning to pump my own gas, (That's another story and let's just say I can still smell the gas on my tennis shoes)to say I am nervous is an understatement. Anyway, I drive up, roll down the window, and follow the prompts on the screen. Type in the ticket number, no problem, if I can find a magnifying glass I can probably make out the numbers that cannot be seen with the naked eye. Next, take off your antenae or push it down and fold in your side mirrors. Ok, jump out of the car, get the mirrors in, take off antenae, and, "oh no", there are people waiting behind me..let the stress begin. Last instruction, roll up window, drive forward with the green light and stop when it turns red. This is really funny, as now the windows are steaming, I can barely see the green light, nothing said to be sure to drive on the 'tracks', which of course I did not, and I am going into panic mode. I pull forward, nothing, a little more forward, nothing. I can not see any green light, but water is coming down in barrels, so I stop. Just water, nothing else happening. No brushes starting to wash the car, no movement, nothing. So I pull forward. That's when I hear the alarm. "Oh my god, what is happening?" Cars are lined up behind me. Alarms are ringing, and I do not know what the hell is happening. Just then I look out my window, and there in a slick, yellow, raincoat and hat is a man gesturing me with all his energy to do something. Problem is I don't know what he wants me to do, as I can't hear him, and I don't understand his swinging arms. I look at him and do the universal, touch my ear, to let him know I can't hear him. He pushes his face against my car window, and in a very loud voice, screams, "back up". I smile and say, "ok". As I start to back up the line behind me is also backing up, the water is no longer hitting my car, and I can now see through the windows. What do I notice? The folks behind me laughing!! I quickly do a U-turn and get as far away from the car wash as I can, as quickly as I can.
So what happened. Seems I did not get on the tracks, which signal the red light, which would have told me to stop, and activated the wash to start. EASY..NOT. So as I am sure you can guess, I thought getting the car washed would be a simple, esay, task taking just a couple of minutes extra, and costing very little. I now know, what is easy to most, sometimes is not so easy for me. So I forget about saving the extra dollars. I drive up the road to the place where you get out of your car, and a well trained person, takes your car and drives it up to the tracks to get it washed. Ok, so it costs $20 more, and takes about 25 minutes, but when it was done it looked great and no-one was laughing. Of course you know, I will never be able to go back to the gas station where I tried the first car wash, as the last time I passed it the sign had something that said, "Hey Ms Lexus driver, we know who your are". It was followed by three letters...LOL
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