I had just gone through the car wash, and my car had been wiped. As I was about to pull out into traffic, I glanced at the car next to me, which was also about to pull out. A blue wiping towel had been left right in front of that driver’s face by the wiper blades. How could she not see that?
I started shouting, and waving my arms, pointing at her windshield. She waved back and made an “I can’t hear you” sign.
Granted, I had shown some annoyance when I first followed her vehicle through the car wash, because she had so much trouble trying to position it on the track. (It’s not that hard, people!) Probably, she thought I was continuing my inappropriate comments (there was no way she could have heard them, but she might have glanced back and noticed my mouth moving).
Being the helpful lady I am, I now could not justify letting her pull into traffic with a cloth that could very well fly up onto the windshield, thereby causing an accident.
I rolled my window down, pointed to her vehicle, and shouted again, “There’s a cloth on your windshield.” Again, she waved and mouthed something back. At that point, I realized that in my excitement, I had inadvertently opened the back window – but even so, sound travels, doesn’t it?
All I could think of was the John Hughes movie “Planes, Trains and Automobiles” – and specifically that scene where John Candy and Steve Martin have entered a divided highway in the wrong direction. A car on the other side of the divide keeps pace with them, the driver and his wife shouting “You’re going the wrong way. You’re going to kill someone.” John Candy laughs and comments, “How do they know where we’re going?” and then makes the sign of someone who has been drinking.
Back at the car wash, the little car next to me has begun to roll forward to enter the busy rush-hour traffic. Finally, I remember to roll down the front window, and scream, “There. Is. A. Towel. On. Your. Windshield!” At last, the young driver looks forward. Laughs. And points the towel out to the attendant.
(Really, couldn’t at least one of those attendants have realized I was screaming and waving my arms around for a reason?)
And off we went, nearly running into each other as she made a left turn from the right of me, and I made a right turn from the left of her.
Such are the hazards of having a clean vehicle. Is the 5-day free wash really worth it?
Images by Cordelia’s Mom