It didn’t really work out so well for Blanche, anyway.
On my way home from work the other day, my radiator and upper radiator hose had a terrible spat and decided to part ways. So I pulled into a parking lot to wait for cooler heads to prevail*. After sharing it what smelled like a fabulous pancake feast, hose and radiator were ready to be reunited. Their reconciliation will be a short one, alas. A younger, less cracked, suitor is waiting in the wings (also known as the kitchen because where else would you keep a replacement radiator).
But as the making up commenced, things started getting rather hot as making up can sometimes do, so I made my way to the store where sweet, cooling liquids are sold.
Now understand, I’ve just gotten off work. I’m wearing a wool skirt, cute top, and 4-inch heels. I did not take the time to freshen up my lipstick and adjust the girls. The dashing young man behind the counter sold me some pre-mixed anti-freeze, and I headed out to the parking lot to cool the make-up session down. The young man did not follow.
And that’s fine. Sure, I could have batted my eyelashes and feigned helplessness, but I’m not helpless. And even in my business attire, I can pull the cap off of a (now sufficiently cool) radiator and pour in a gallon of pre-mixed anti-freeze.
Can you? There’s no magic to it, but do you know enough about what is going on under the hood of your vehicle that you can solve the problem rather than find yourself stranded, dependent on the kindness of passing strangers? Everything breaks at some point. Sometimes all at the same time. And sometimes, despite your best efforts, you will find yourself stranded. But being prepared means more than carrying your gun. It’s knowing what you depend on and having a plan. I don’t expect you to run out and become a master mechanic, but you should know which fluids go where and what the lights/gauges on your dash mean. We spend a lot of time talking about self defense, but you are honestly far more likely to need to deal with a bit of automotive trouble. Just a little bit of knowledge saved me from a blown engine and a long walk home. No kind strangers needed.
*I crack myself up sometimes. Which is good, since I may be the only one that thinks that is funny.