Under the Bridge

One day I was bringing a customers car back to the workshop for repair. I was driving slowly through a long section of road works following a car with a trailer in front. As I drove I noticed the number plate on the trailer dropped a retaining screw and started to swing about. A road work traffic light halted the flow of traffic so I thought I would jump out and tell the driver in front about his number plate.

I knocked on the guys car, he noticed me with a little surprise and wound down his window. I said “G’day, did your know your trailer number plate…”

Right at this moment I noticed the customers car I was in was driving itself backwards up the slight incline. I released a sudden expletive and chased after the car. Fortunately there was no one behind me and I had left the drivers door open. I launched myself into the vehicle and saved the day.

Meanwhile the other guy had got out of his car. I drove back to my spot in line and shouted out my window, “Your trailer number plate is following off.” “Oh yeah, it does that sometimes, thanks.”

Turns out I had selected reverse not park before I had gotten out, the revs had picked up slightly when the air con came on… car responded accordingly.

Sometime life is like this. You go to do something important and something more immediately urgent buts its head in. The tyranny of the urgent. When urgent stuff holds up important stuff.