So, ok, we all know that it’s been raining rather furiously for the last 2 days. Fine. I had an inkling something just wasn’t right with my vehicle when on New Year’s Eve the gifts that I put behind the front seat while I drove from point a) Hollywood to point b) Studio City were saturated upon arrival. You say, “but joAnn, you drive a Jeep, of course things will get wet when it rains.” Um, ok, I’ve driven a Jeep since 1988 and I’m on my 4th one. The ONLY time I had a flooding issue I was driving in a flash flood somewhere in Arizona. Yea, my car got a little wet. OK? Okay!
Fast forward to Monday afternoon (today). As usual, I am running late getting to my client – and I am running especially late since my fractured wrist is seriously hampering my multitasking ability. I open the car door (with my good arm) only to find (and I kid you not) enough water under the pedals to comfortably house a couple of goldfish. WTF?!?!?!? AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH! I assessed the damage, muttered something grateful that is was only on the driver’s side, muttered something vile that this was actually happening and then promptly ran back upstairs into my apartment for my turkey baster.
So yea, there I was at 1:00 in the afternoon, muttering and bailing water out of my car – with a freakin’ turkey baster. Ugh.
Minor irritations! Good thing I own that turkey baster.