I never thought I would be one of those people with a “sketchy” car. But I guess we can’t always get our way. By no fault of my own, other than the fact that I opened the door just like I’ve done every day for the past 7 years that I’ve owned the car, my door handle decided to bust off. Leaving my driver’s side door utterly unopenable from the outside (I’m so annoyed I’m making up words that don’t even exist).
I love when your morning starts off exactly like you didn’t want it to and never would have thought it could.
Now, to get into my car, I have to reach in from the passenger’s side to open the driver’s door from the inside. Talk about sketch. I just hope the passenger’s side handle doesn’t bust, too, or I guess I’m climbing in through the trunk.
I will say it really makes you appreciate the little things that you take for granted, like when things are supposed to work properly the way they were designed to and then oh, I don’t know, they just decide one day they aren’t going to cooperate anymore and stop working the way they’re supposed to. Cool, thanks, I really appreciate that. I guess there are just certain things you don’t consider on a daily basis as ever happening to you, and then when they do…
What the fuck.
But for real, how does that even happen?! Whose door handle snaps off like that for no fucking reason? I wasn’t even pulling that hard, and it literally snapped off like I was putting everything I had into breaking it off. Geez. This would happen to me. All I can say is my entire drive home from work, idling at every stop light and staring at all those lucky bastards in their cars with all their door handles attached, made me incredibly envious. I know you shouldn’t envy others for what they have that you don’t (something about not coveting thy neighbor’s wife I think?), but I would really like to be in a car with working door handles. Just saying.
I do not see the humor in this. But I figured I might as well write about it.