So Ruby (my Jeep) had a really bad day a couple of weeks ago. It was Columbus Day, one of my absolute favorite federal holidays; the kids were at daycare and I had high aspirations. #1 on my list was to sleep in. #2 was running multiple errands sans kids. At my first stop, I return to my car to it not unlocking with my remote entry. ODD. Once inside there was nothing. It didn't turn over, no clicking, no nothing. Dead battery. Thank goodness my brother was around and saved me from being a parking lot prisoner. Scrap my list of things to do, #1 on the list was a trip to Pep Boys for a new battery. Unfortunately the jerks had a 3 day wait in their service department and couldn't install a new battery in my car until then. At this point I figured, well the car is running I'll go pick up the kids and then go home. As long as I don't turn the car off I should be ok, right? So off I go. I get off the highway, stop at a red light, and Ruby dies. At this point its the up slope of rush hour traffic, my car is completely dead (no hazard lights) and people are barreling off the highway toward my car. So out I hop to wave people around my car and figure its time to push. So that's what I did. Pushed her right out of the intersection amid all the lazy men watching me at the intersection. Chumps!! What the hell happened to chivalry?!?! Anyhow, 2 hours of being stuck in my car the tow truck finally arrived and I was swiftly delivered to Firestone (NOT crappy Pep Boys) for a new battery. I think next time I'll listen to my dad's advice and replace my battery every 2 years, regardless of condition.
