Friday, October 1, 2010

The Flinstones Car

The Flintstones turned 50 yesterday. I must say Fred and the gang are still looking pretty good.

With school back in session, I'm feeling a little like I have my own Flintstone mobile. I have a Toyota Sienna minivan and as the commercials say, "Mommy Likes." However, the folks running school carpool would disagree.

In what is apparently the newest in the list of deadly sins, I purchased the low-end model without power sliding doors. I might as well be driving Fred Flintstone's car and pushing it with my feet. That is how the carpool line react to my manual sliding doors. On the few occasions I brave the mile long carpool line it is inevitably a disaster. The safety patrol kids and adults running the carpool line have no idea what to do when my doors won't close automatically. Sarah gets out of the car and heads into the school - just like she is supposed to do. I'm stuck there hollering, "please shut the door." The folks manning the line look at me like I'm speaking German and say something like "why isn't your door closing." I say "please close it by hand." Then they say "push your close button, your door isn't working.' I holler back, "I don't have a button, it's manual." Then, the people in line behind me start honking - wondering why the crazy lady in the white minivan won't pull forward. Next, I try yelling a little louder. It is to no avail and eventually get out of my car, walk around to the passenger side, and slide the door shut myself.
Thankfully, Sarah usually takes the bus. Maybe my next car will have power sliding doors. Since I believe in driving a car until it is ready for the grave - that will be a while. Sarah will probably have a license of her own and it won't matter anyhow.
That is life in the stroller lane.

1 comment:

Di said...

Love it! Shared it on Facebook, so you might get a bit of traffic. My drive-thru dry cleaner has some issues with my non-power doors too.