If there is a God he has a perverse sense of what’s funny. But if you look at the glass half-full perhaps he’s always a few steps ahead of the game
A work related conference has forced me to have to travel for two nights to an undesirable location somewhere in Pennsylvania, I’ll keep that location private for the sake of embarrassing the city.
Last night my car had to go into the shop for a smell coming from the tires, it turned out to be all four brakes and rotors. The car was unsafe to drive.
So my wife and I had a chaotic moment of trying to work out things, and we came to a conclusion that I would take her car and she would work her schedule to get mine from the shop.
On my way to the undisclosed location for my conference, the low tire pressure light came on indicating a malfunction in my wife’s Jeep.
An hour later, a Fornea half-inch nail was taken from the tire, it was patched, and I was on my merry way to 60 hours of boredom.
I thought to myself, God is just like George Carlin. But then I remember the George Carlin didn’t believe in God, making my comparison incorrect.
But I thought to myself, for all the chaos and heartache vehicles cause, especially when you rely on them to get you somewhere that you’re mandated to go, it’s like God has a sick and twisted mentality and tries to mess with us. Or if you look at the glass half full concept, the car breaks down before you drive it to your location thus saving you much more misery and potentially dangerous suffering if something dramatic happened to the car while you try.
And that is the story of my morning glory.
