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Tuesday, August 24, 2004

My Generational Car Curse

first of all I think my car is cursed or rather that all cars I may own now and in the future are cursed. Seems like things are always going wrong with my cars much more often than normal. My only conclusion is that there is a curse up on all cars I own.

: Generational curses are judgments that
are passed on to individuals because of sins perpetuated in a family in a number
of generations. Generational curses are similar to original sin curses
because they can be passed down generationally. They differ in that
generational curses do not impose eternal judgment. They bring judgment or
bondage during an individual's life, until that individual addresses the sin
issues that put the curses into place.

The baton of self-destructive behavior is passed down to each succeeding generation in an unbroken line. The abused becomes the abuser. The victim becomes the victimizer. Warped ways of thinking and self-destructive ways of acting literally become family heirlooms that are diligently preserved and religiously bequeathed to each successive branch of the family. Thus the brokenness and pain of the family continues to flow like a river of acid down through each generation.

Now how does this apply to my car? I do not really know. I only know that strange thing happen to all of my cars. I thought at one time I had as unknown stalker so many things were happening. Let's take a walk down my auto history past and present.

Right now I have a 2002 Accent. Wonderful, good little car. I have had it for just over a year. 2 weeks after it was purchased both right tires were flat when I came out from lunch one day. I got them plugged. Several months after that the left front tire was low. I took it to be looked at and it had a gouge...not a hole... a gouge in it. It had to be replaced. It looked like someone had stabbed it. Since that time I have replaced the back left tire and the 2 left tires. Last week I went to lunch and traveled past a construction site. Well last Friday I had 2 flat tires on the right side. I have to replace those on Saturday.

The week before last I came out from lunch and notice that someone had hit my car on the back left fender and scraped the paint off. I searched every car the lot for gold paint transfer. You would think that if you hit someones car you would leave a note! I would. The damage is minimal but you can tell it was hit. Three weeks ago I was parked on the lawn of a friends house off the street. The neighbor(elderly) across the street had her car parked up in her front lawn when I arrived. I noticed that and purposely parked on the frotn lawn of my friends house so no part of my car was near the street. I'll be damned if that neighbor did not drive her car off her front lawn, crossed a very wide 2 lane road and came up on the front lawn of my friends house to hit my car!!!!! At least she had the decency to ring the doorbell and tell us what happened. I know the fun with that car will continue.

The car before the Accent was a 2000 Cavalier bought new. It went thru a series of flat and low tires. Seems like tires cannot be that flat and low all the time but mine are! I rememeber on the coldest day of the year having a tire blow. The temperature was 21 degrees with a wind chill of -17 degrees and there I was with dirty Fila having to walk a mile in the bitter cold to call for help. It was too cold for me to get the donut spare on. Finally a man took pity on me and stopped. He put the spare on for me. That was a bad day...late for work and school.

The car before the Cavalier was a 1996 Corsica. It had the worse luck! More tire problems than you can shake a stick at. The worse thing I recall with that car was when I was a crime victim in it. I was at the mall during lunch one day. When I approached the entrance to the mall, I felt like I was being watched. Something did not feel right. You know that feeling of six sense. I turned around and looked out into the parking lot behind me and I noticed a lone black male in a car watching me. Strangely watching me. Something about him was not right but I could not put my finger on it. I took notice of what he REALLY looked like, color of clothes and color of car he was in. I stayed in the store a long time to see if he would leave before me. I made my purchase and went out. His car was not in the same spot it was before and I did not see his car anywhere near mine. I looked and did not see his car at all so I proceeded to my car. I got in and left.

About 2 miles away from the mall on the interstate , my car began to shudder. Something was wrong. I immediately thought that that man had done something to my car. (When it was all said and done weeks later he had.) I heard a thud under the car and saw a bright metal piece of something fly from under my car and into the grass on the side of the interstate. My car continued to shudder.....more later...back to work now.

Why do managers show up at the most inopportune times? Or maybe I am blogging at the wrong time?

What I do is kick them in the pants with a diamond buckled shoe!
~~Aileen Mehle~~

Hello again! Back to finish this post about 3.5 hours later. Where was I? On yeah..on the interstate on the way back to work. My can still shuddering then began to loose all acceration. I turned on my flashers and gave it gas. It continued to slow. Then all power seemed to go and I could not turn the steering wheel with any great ease anymore. I decided I needed to pull over to the road side. I did. I stayed there on the side of the road for about 15 minutes trying to crank her up. Nothing was happening. I decided to walk back down the freeway to see if I could find that silver "thing" that flew out from under my car. I did and it was a little silver cup like thing. I cannot remember what it is called now, but it had something to do with the oil and the engine. An engine cup? I flagged down the police and they wre nice enought to get me back to work. Later after work I had a friend come back to the car with me to meet the tow truck and tow it to the dealership.

I made a claim and was having it fixed under comprehensive coverage....or so I thought. AS there was no evidence of a deer or some other act of god, my insurance carrier wanted to fiel it as a collision claim with would be an at fault loss for me. They claimed I ran over something in the road. I did not. I felt sure that my car was tampered with. And it was my feeling that that man in the parkinglot had something to do with it. I just had no proof. I was upset as I did not run over anything in the road.

After my car was towed it in, the news was bad. My engine has siezed up because there was not any oil in the engine. What? Impossible! Mu car had plenty of oil. The little silver cup which I supplied to the dealership was some sort of oil cup and it had come off and all the oil drained out of my car. I told them there was no oil streaking behind me on the interstate. That was what they all said happened. There was no oil streak so where was the oil?

The oil was in the parking lot. I went back to the spot where I was and all the oil from my car was there. I did not see it as I walked back to my car but it was a mess all over that space. I was now convinced that that man did something to my car but the insurance company said without any proof of that it would be handled under collision like I hit something in the road.

I was furious. Over the weekend I read the paper and in the paper in teh local crime section was a huge article about a man who was running a scam on women in the parking lots of the local malls. He would disable the womans car and when it would not start in the lot, he would come over and offer to help like the good samaritan, look under the car, find the loose oil cap, offer to get oil, put in in the car and then the woman would give him money in thanks! I knew that had happened to me. It was just that my car was able to get out of the lot before the scam was complete or before he completely disabled my car.

I called the police station and filed a police claim that the same thing had happened to me. I needed to, so that this claim would be a vandalism claim on my policy. I then asked the polcice if I could see the man. They had caught him over the weekend and 30 women had been victimized by him all under the guise of him being the good samaritan. Apparently one woman did not offer him money and he tried to rob her. The police put together a police lineup and I was able to pick him out..just like that. I had the proof and finally my insurance company changed the coding to a "not at fault" vandalism claim. I was still out the money for my deductible because my entire engine needed to be replaced.

Before the Corsica was a 1986 Cavalier also bought brand new. That car was a great car. It ran and ran and never stopped running. And I did very little to maintain it over the years. It lasted a long time, from 1986-1996. It was my first new car out of college and I sold it as it was still running strong. I got about $700 for it. No car has ever had the longevity of my first car and it was the only car I have had that was not cursed. I have traversed America up and down the east coast in that car with not a single breakdown. I wore the tires out as opposed to them getting holes or punctures.

I am trying to do what I can to break the generational curse that has plagued my cars since 1996. It has been about 8 years and still happening. Next year I plan to break the curse by buying an SUV.

2 Broken Heels:

tinyhands said...

It's a good thing you're driving a Hyundai now. I can't go into any details, so let's just say a little birdie told me the folks at Chevy have you "marked". I can also tell you that you have "friends" at Mazda. Gotta go, they're watching me too!

Gob said...

Another amazing story. You have a wonderful
skill as a narrator. Hook people right in.:)
Glad you escaped unhurt in the crime incident.

Btw, I too drive a Hyundai! Not the Accent though,
a compact 1.1 L version. Very dependable.