Thursday, May 18, 2006

To INFINITI & Beyond

Last night I realized that cars are a lot like people. They offer comfort, require maintenance, and we have set expectations for their performance. Cars come in different makes and models. . . so do people! Some are powerful, some are spunky, some are reliable, some are tempermental, some are trashy, and others are queen divas. We come to rely on the consistancy of these character traits. . .which makes it frustrating when a reliable friend (whether it be a car or a friend) disappoints.

Having said that. . .let me relate the most recent Loveless/Virtue adventure. Mark and I are driving down 8th North in Orem last night in his car--which I have affectionately name Knight. It has reference to a Knight in Shining Armor. Not to be confused with the car on Knight Rider--whose name was actually KIT. Anyway, Knight suddenly dies. No forewarning, no sudden gasps for air. . .no clue that he was even under the weather. Just picture it. . .Orem's version of rush hour, I'm in a skirt, and Mark has a blue shoe nursing his broken foot. So Mark pushes the car into a lot as I steer. It felt a little bit like the time dad towed me home in the Celebrity from Keslers. Now, that was a fun time. With Knight pushed to safety, we begin the recovery process with a rundown of the basics. Yep, the car had fuel and the battery was fine. Since that's about all we know about cars, we felt confident that an expert was going to have to take it from there. Calli picked us up at the Maverick across the street. If anyone is interested, the current frozen yogurt flavors at that Maverick on 800 North in Orem are New York Cheesecake and Orange.
What did people do before cell phones?
Pretty nice Maverick, huh? Can you see me standing near the door wishing Kimmy was with us to fill my cone? She is the master cone maker. . .all those days spent in Arctic Circle really paid off.
Did you know it's harder to tow a car than it looks--even with Alan's trusty tow rope?
Ryan offers his brilliant brotherly advice. "CALL A TOW TRUCK, Dude." Yep. . .I think he might actually be learning some valuable skills from his Crucial Conversations seminar.
Finally, after a bit of a wait, our tow trucking friend John showed up to rescue Knight from a potentially deadly Loveless tow down State Street. I'm pretty sure I heard the car breath an audible sigh of relief.
Mark, the Infiniti, and our friend, John, from Larry's Towing had a rendezvous with the Nissan Dealership. Let's hope Knight's need for some rest and relaxation doesn't end up costing his owner that great looking shirt. Who picked that out? Wow--they have great taste.

13 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hopefully the next Virtue/Loveless adventure will be spent on a beach or at a theme park and we will be traveling via airplanes and rental cars...not hanging out on the 8th North strip until 10 pm waiting for Larry's Towing! Darn it...I should have got some of that fro' yo'!

michelleyv said...

sounds pretty good about now, doesn't it? maybe we should meet at Maverick for lunch. i bet we could convince Jeff to join us for a burrito.

Anonymous said...

I just got a call from the auto-doc, and they said "Knight" needs a $550 operation to replace his fuel-pump. The thought actually crossed my mind to just shoot him, but I don't want to have to ride my bike to work.

michelleyv said...

Knight is worth every penny. Just think of the air conditioning, those beautiful leather seats, and that sweet ride!

Anonymous said...

You should have bought a Tacoma!

Anonymous said...

It's really too bad that this Virtue missed all of the adventure. I thought that I had a crazy night!! That's one hell of a story doc!

Anonymous said...

I should have bought a Tundra.

Anonymous said...

Let's just say that you would have wised up and bought the Tundra. Even if you have broken down which is unlikely, it would have still been a sweet looking truck. You can't go wrong with a Tundra. A 1990 Lexus ES 250 on the other hand...

Anonymous said...

HeY!!! Lexi is a part of this FAMILY young man...don't talk bad about her behind her back. She only rusts because she cries at night from your RUDE comments! Good luck with "KNIGHT"...he might need it.

Veronica said...

I can honestly say that I love the Maverik Country Store on 800 North in Orem.

Anonymous said...

Loveless #2 knows how to spell DUDE!!!!!! But Annonomous (oh heck - I can't even spell that)doesen't.

Anonymous said...

If it weren't for the Maverick in Rexburg I would have jumped off the Taylor Chapel steeple a long time ago...oops...I just think I admitted to an honor code violation(s)...breaking curfew...non-alcoholic beverages...suicidal tendencies...pick one...

Anonymous said...

Now let me tell you a story about FUEL PUMPS - flower delivery to Idaho Falls some years ago in the stupid white flower van. Get to Sunneyside road, car dies at Wallaces Dairy (I call it Wally's Dairy and it was closed down). Pull over in HEAVY TRAFFIC - peak part of the day on Sunnyside - kinda like 17th Street. Anyway, it wasn't the battery and I had gas (car gas)!!!! No cell phone, had to go next door to some dorky business to call back at work in Blackfoot (25 miles away). THIS WAS NOT A MAVERICK CONVENIENCE!!!! I didn't even have any friends with me. They called the KIRKHAM AUTO PARTS STORE IN IDAHO FALLS - yuk!! A grizzly little guy picked me up in a winner of a little truck and we delivered the flowers and then to KIRKHAMS Auto Parts store to WAIT. Now this little guy was a nice enough guy, BUT oh my did he smell and to cover up that smell he had men's perfume (I think it was skunk perfume)that would have killed a goat. He could have been the parts guy on "Dumb and Dumber". I think he smoked too as I remember. Now I just am not a auto parts lover when it comes to spending my valuable time - yarn maybe, but parts NO. I waited, and waited and waited. Have you ever looked at car parts for enjoyment - not me. Finally they came. During the time of the WAIT - I learned new FOUL LANGUAGE from the clerk at KIRKHAMS'S AUTO PARTS. Wow did she have a mouth - a dirty one at that. She needed soap to clean that filthy hole. I also learned that I'm not much into parts and really don't care to go back!!! You guys had a vacation - MAVERICK, FRIENDS and A CELL PHONE.

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