I had an “I’m an idiot” moment yesterday. My car performs a “vacuum system diagnostic test” periodically, and according the mechanic (there’s $200 I’ll never get back) if the gas cap is not cranked down very tight, the test fails and turns on the check engine light. It never failed to piss me off when the light came on, so after a few tests and resets, I just ignored the light on my dashboard, as is my way.
I had an appointment to get the car appraised for trade-in, so after I pulled the negative cable off the battery to reset the light, I wanted to let it sit for a few minutes to make sure I got a good purge of the bad mojo. I didn’t want to take my hand tools back into my office, so I pushed the trunk release button on the key chain remote to put the tools in there.
No ka-chunk. I pushed it again…nothing. I proceeded to have about a 10 second temper tantrum, where I swore on all that was holy I would cut this damn P.O.S. car into tiny pieces, eat the pieces, and crap in the junk-yard for a week. Then it dawned on me; I had JUST DISCONNECTED THE BATTERY and electronic releases don’t work without any power. *sigh*
Anyway, it reminded me of the following (long and unremarkable) personal story about being an idiot. Read the rest of this entry »