uberaubs I find great joy in the ridiculous.

it is either:
1. the battery is dead/dying/being a huge bitch (most likely)
2. the car no longer recognizes my key as the correct one (lame but it happens!)
3. it is the end of days
4. my car has suddenly developed a fear of working properly
5. my car missed my dad and wanted to get him out here instead of letting him enjoy his day off (also likely)
6. my car wishes me to miss attending an important meeting in person at 1300 (very likely, but i can call in so i got you there, civic!)
7. is my car trying to break up with me? i thought we had something good together.
8. it thinks it can have a vacation. it is wrong.
9. automotive diabeetus. (it’s an epidemic)