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So coming back from Korea, as expected, I find the battery is dead [Bad luck but expected]. Finally I get my friend to boost it (around the 27th). It so happened that day my neighbour was out (usually her car is there) and his truck could just barely fit so the cables reached [Good luck].
Away I went New Years Eve to do some shopping. After stopping at the first store, I came back to find my car wouldn't start [Bad luck]. All I did was jiggle the connections around and play with the alarm's power connection and she started [Really good luck, I don't know how this worked haha]. After getting to the mall, shopping for a bit and returning, it was completely dead. Not even a sound if I tried to start it [Bad luck]. I fooled around with the connections for 20 minutes and realized nothing is going to happen. Not wanting to deal with it on NYE, I abandoned it and got on the train home, grabbed a six pack and started making plans for NYE (which actually turned out pretty fun).
Today I went to get it boosted and try to figure things out. Being it's still Boxing Week, the mall was completely jammed full. I guess when people parkd in a different pattern on NYE and Jan 2, because there was this little gap beside me. Just enough to fit my friends car. Literally just enough. I mean he couldn't get out once he was parked; it was crazy [Good luck]. So we boosted it, and I commented we should leave it for awhile so I don't die going to the shop. We left it for 20 minutes. Confident I'd be okay, away I went...
... until I was on the road and everything went dead [Bad luck]. It's kind of a harrowing feeling to be on the road with no power. I couldn't even put my 4-ways on to let people know I'm completely fucked, haha. It just so happened I had enough speed to roll around at the next intersection, which just so happened to be a residential street too [Crazy good luck]. And it just so happened to be about 1 kilometer from where I needed to go. So I busted out the wrench, undid my battery, locked the car, and started to treck to Canadian Tire.
Now, if you've never held your car's battery, they are fucking heavy. Heavy enough that there's a handle built into it. Heavy enough that I knew I would never be able to carry it a kilometer in -10 weather [Bad luck] without gloves. I was only about 3 minutes into my journey and dead tired (had just done the first work out of 2010 [Bad luck]), when I saw glory on the horizon. A nostradamusesque hobo had somehow chosen that spot to abandon a shopping cart [GOOD LUCK], and my friends, an abandoned shopping cart has never looked so sweet. You better believe I picked that sucker up and rolled it all the way to the shop, and rolled the new battery all the way back.
I don't know what I would have done if:
a) There wasn't that half spot my friend could fit into.
b) There wasn't that side street I had just enough momentum to roll into.
c) I hadn't run out of power close enough to the shop.
d) I didn't find that hobo's glory-cart.
Even though my car still has problems and I should feel crappy about that, I can't get over the run of luck that let me get a new battery and get home.
I definitely expect some negative karma in the future. I'm due!
