It's difficult to get "tone" across in writing, so I should mention that there were some specific changes in tone as this story progresses. With my side of the story, there was: calm and relaxed; panicked; scared screechy (two pitches higher than normal); and then howler monkey freak out (five pitches higher and barely audible). Justin only had mellow, annoyed and pissed. He's much less dramatic in situations like the one you're about to read. I'll let you know as the tone changes in the story.
Let me set the scene.....
I'm driving from one job to the next in one of the cars that Justin is selling (a lovely Oldsmobile Aurora), and talking to him on the phone.
Justin: So, what else is going on?
Me (calm): Just driving to the next job. By the way, did you know that this car needs oil?
Justin (mellow): Not this again...... (you can read why he says this here)
Me: Don't start with me. I'm quite sure that it's THE OIL this time! Why? Because this car actually tells me..... in words... in English (it does.....see.....)
Me: Three days
Justin (annoyed): What??? Are you kidding me? Seriously, Vic..... three days?!
Me (panicked): Yes. But it's only been three days. The last time my other car needed oil you weren't in any big rush to do anything!
Justin (annnnnnnnd we go right to pissed): Don't even get me started on the last time..... You can't be driving around like you do for three days with the oil light on! It's telling you to check the LEVEL. That means it's running out. It's not saying that you need to CHANGE it.
Me: I understand what it says. I just didn't think it was that big of a deal.....
Justin (extra pissed): Vic! If the car has no oil do you know what is going to happen?! I'm trying to SELL that car.....
Me (scared and screechy): I know! I know! I'm heading for the Quick Check right now!
Justin (trying to calm down): Okay. You're going straight there? Is Quick Check the closest place?
Me (full fledged howler monkey): YES! OF COURSE IT IS! DO YOU THINK I'M LOOKING FOR THE FURTHEST ONE? I'M NOT A COMPLETE MORON!"
Justin: I never said you were a moron. I just wanted to be sure.....
Me: OH MY GAWD, I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE I'M GOING! I ALMOST HIT A CAT!
Justin: Well, don't hit anything....
Me: WHAT IN THE HELL.... DO YOU THINK I'M AIMING FOR SHIT WHILE LOOKING FOR THE FURTHEST GAS STATION?!
He's a smart man and knows when to shush up.
Me (scared): My driving skills are seriously impaired due to all of this pressure.
I hear muffled chuckling on the other end.
Justin (calmly): Do you know what kind of oil to get?
This is when my father rolled over in his urn. I was driving like a 90 year old lady in rush hour traffic, about 3 inches from the windshield and white-knuckling the wheel at ten and two. Clearly, I was stressed, so I just blurted out what first came to mind.
I know full well what WD-40 is and I know it's not an oil grade, but I was so busy wondering if I was going to make the engine go kablooey that I didn't put much thought into my response.
Justin: Oh my God.....
Me (panicked again): I have to go! My driving skills are...
Justin: ....seriously impaired due to this pressure. I know. Call me when you get there.
For those of you who know me well, you know full well that I didn't call him when I got there. I wanted to figure this out myself so I could redeem myself for ANOTHER oil faux pas in ANOTHER vehicle. I popped the hood and imagine my surprise when I saw this:
There is a chance that you won't be able to see it, but everything is labeled! Even the oil dipstick....
|(between you and me, there was one tiny drop of oil at the very end of this thing.... very bad!)|
I was all too pleased to find this little gem....
I turned around and saw an older gentleman sharing this gem of wisdom with his little granddaughter. If he had any clue about what had happened in the 15 minutes prior to his comment, he would've shut his trap and kept walking. If maintaining the oil in your vehicle is an indication of whether you are a real woman or not, I'd have to say I was pretty much on the same level as his granddaughter.
p.s. Just a reminder..... this is NOT an oil light of any sort:
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