Last night, I went to the gym for a grueling leg workout. Seriously…it was grueling. By the time I got inside the house and sat down with some ice water, my legs were just making their way in the door. That was as fast as they could move.
Anyway, I suppose I was in such a level of discomfort — the kind gyms and trainers like to try to convince you feels “great” — that I left my iPod in my car overnight. Cut me a little slack at least: it was closed up in the center console, certainly not out in plain sight.
But this morning, as I was walking to my car to drive to work, I noticed something very odd: the driver’s side window was rolled down about three inches.
For a split second, I did what everyone does: I tried to review that mental “videotape” of the last evening, searching for the moment that I would have inexplicably rolled my window down while it was drizzling outside. Naturally, I could find no such scene. I was sure I hadn’t left the window down.
Then I immediately remembered the iPod. Well, that’s gone, I told myself. But it wasn’t. Everything was there, just where I’d left it.
I started the car and pressed the window button. It didn’t move. There wasn’t even the labored sounds of a motor fighting the good fight to raise the glass. Nothing. I then did what seemed like a good thing to try at the time: I tried to pull the window up higher. It was definitely not a good idea, though, because while I was able to make the window move up to about an inch from the top of the window frame, when I let go, the entire window just slid down into the door leaving not even a millimeter of the glass visible.
Curses. Foiled again.
So I dropped the car off at a local mechanic. This afternoon, I picked up the car, which now contains a new “regulator” and motor for that window, to the tune of $325.
The mechanic explained that sometimes, the cables that run power windows can just become frayed and snap. With no notice. You’d never know there was any problem with the window until it just fails.
That should make us all take a quick inventory of what’s in our car, and particularly, what shouldn’t be. If a window can just drop down out of the blue, anyone can get into your car. And as fate usually does things, it’ll happen at the worst possible time. We can lock our cars — and we should already be doing that, anyway. But even with a locked door, we can’t be certain our belongings are safe in there.