Yesterday, while typhoon Pedring was in full blast, I was at Fitness First at The Fort as early as 6am determined to work out for 2 hours. I have been using a different car since Monday and although it wasn't a challenge driving it, I was a bit unfamiliar on how the thing worked. When I got to the gym, I was literally the first person and the first car to park and I was happy to get a good spot. I hurriedly got off the car since I was so concerned about getting wet because the rain was coming from all directions.
At 930am, I as on my way back to work and since it was still raining like crazy, I pressed the car alarm key from afar so I can get inside the car immediately. I was mildly surprised that the door didn't open but I dismissed it thinking maybe it was because the key got a bit wet from the rain. To my great horror, the car wouldn't start! I tried several times but it was moot point. I called my husband who told me that it must've been the battery. By that time I was in a state of panic. It was raining very hard, I was already dressed for work (got my hair curled and all), plus, I couldn't see anyone who could help me. Finally, I spotted a man who was sweeping the leaves off the parking lot and asked him to check the engine for me. Too bad, he knew nothing about cars. I was talking to my husband on the phone and he told me I needed to have the battery charged using jumper cables connected to another car battery.
So after a couple of minutes, the sweeper came back with one of the security guards who told me I LEFT MY HEADLIGHTS ON. Damn it. Good thing he had just what I needed: a pick up truck, jumper cables, and an armload of patience. So in short, he got my car to start and you could tell that it was the happiest time of my life. I swore to myself that from then on, I wouldn't roll my eyes off at people who leave their headlights on while parked.
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