As I was starting my car I noticed the igniter didn't seem to responsive, but my car started, so I thought nothing of it. As I was driving about 2 blocks away from destination my odometer starts jumping from 25 to 0 back to 25 and then it happens... My car shits out and i'm forced to pull into a side street and act like a bitch in my car for a few seconds...
I noticed that my lights were still on, just that my car wouldn't turn over; I've had a similar issue in the past and I thought that the battery was just corroded-thus I needed to get a new battery. Normally I would say fuck-it and wait until morning, but I had a goal in mind for that night... For that one talk-I couldn't fuck this up. Its 10:30pm-I decided to walk a mile and a half to a Walmart to buy a battery. Luckily I had pliers to change the battery-more to come on that later.
So I get to Walmart 15 minutes before close and go buy a 80 dollar battery that seemed to weigh a ton... I play computer games not work out. :/ So I lug this stupid battery in -5 weather back to my car. I can't feel my face or hands by the time I get back its around 11:10pm.
So as you can freezing fingers pitch dark outside I'm changing a battery with incorrect tools. Takes me 15 minutes to take out the dame bolts and change this damn sucker. Oh and theres flipping battery acid on the bottom of the old one that got all over my shit. Thankfully the quick fix worked and I got going.
Anyways I get to where she works right on time and take her home. I had a good story to tell her-which made her laugh-which in turn made me smile.
In the end for that laugh, well worth it.




