My little sister lives in Seattle. We were very close growing up (despite my stories on here). And I miss her a lot.
I have only seen her twice in the past few years. She flew down last year on 9/11. Her last night in town we all went out for BBQ (my favorite). We said our goodbyes and I drove home.
I started crying almost as soon as I drove away from her. Which is not unusual for me. I am not much of a crier, but when it comes to her…
Anyway, I was driving home and I had a half gallon sized styrofoam cup of tea (I technically live in the south). I know styrofoam is awful for the environment, can we all stay focused here?
I went to put the cup down in the cupholder, but I missed it. I guess I was distracted by all the tears. I somehow punctured the base of the cup.
Tea began gushing out all over my car. My lovely, innocent car that I had bought only a few months previously. It had been in nearly pristine condition. And now, my drink was urinating sweet sticky liquid all over.
I was driving down the road as my center console filled with tea. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t throw the cup out of the car window as I didn’t want to litter. And the tea was rushing out at an alarming rate. Luckily, the console was mostly water tight but it wasn’t big enough to contain the entire cup.
I pulled over and dumped the remaining contents out in an empty parking lot. 3/4 of it was now sloshing around in my console. I opened my glove box, which is where everyone in my family keeps extra napkins. But I was out. I has been using them to wipe my eyes and blow my nose from crying on the drive home.
My only options were the two most unabsorbent things known to man. I dug through my purse and pulled out a handful of crumpled receipts. Then I reached into my back seat and found my bathing suit. I stuffed the receipts and the bathing suit down into the console.
It was so pathetic that I couldn’t help but start cracking up. Like in that scene from 101 Dalmations.
I tried to drive home with extra care as I didn’t want to splash Console Tea Lake (as I named it) all over everything. It didn’t deserve to end that way. I had wanted that tea inside me. I thought about drinking it. I had a straw. And no shame left in life. Besides, the console was mostly water tight.
But in the end, my squeamishness won out. The little flecks of purse lint and gum foil were unappetizing enough even for me.
And I stopped feeling sad about saying goodbye to my sister. And started feeling sad about ruining my car.