Smart Car Meets Non-Smart Owner

I’m embarrassed to admit, my new car is smarter than I am.

I know I’ll figure out how it works (I hope) given a little time …

But, seriously?

Do I need a car to tell me I’m doing things wrong?

(As if a teenage son, two sort-of adult kids, and a husband aren’t bad enough?)

“You’re not making sense,” it informed me yesterday.

Excuse me??

“I’m not making sense?” I asked my car, hurt.

“Let me be more clear about your choices,” it explained.

Oh ….

I see.

I’m very happy to see some of its features though.

For instance, I was born with no sense of direction, whatsoever.

I know the beach is west, but if I can’t see the ocean …

Well, it’s not a pretty sight.

The beach is usually west here, but the California coast is crooked so NOT ALWAYS.

My new car is helpful for someone like me.

If I say “Home” it takes me home.

Apparently it was programmed to do amazing things like that (and given personal information about me – like where my home is) before I ever got it.

It’s like … magic?

I knew there was a lot of new technology put in cars lately, but (even so!) it keeps surprising me.

“Alternative Rock,” I told it yesterday.

That made it think for a minute.

“What is it you really want?” my car asked me.

“Alternative Rock,” I said again – trying to test out the “free” satellite radio that came with it for the first six months.

“Rock?” my car asked.

“Yes,” I answered.

Led Zeppelin blared out from the speakers a moment later.

I sighed.

Clearly, I’m not communicating as well as I should be.

(I’m sure it’s MY fault and not the car’s – because, naturally!)

It also yells at me when I park in our garage because (apparently) I park too close to an old filing cabinet we have stored nearby.



In time, a certain trust will develop.

At least, I hope it will.

We’re still in the getting to know each other phase.

14 Responses to “Smart Car Meets Non-Smart Owner”

  1. KirstyB

    Do we get to see a photo of your pretty, back talking car? 🙂

    • Twenty Four At Heart

      Hmmm … maybe? I’m a little wary of putting my car or my home on the Internet. I had a problem with a stalker about a year ago – from here in Orange County. Possibly?

  2. LindaP

    Reminds me of one of my cars. Used to tell me “your door is ajar”. Um no, my door is a door not a jar. Oh! you means it’s open! why didn’t you say so?
    Yea. I never said I was the brightest bulb in the box:)

  3. Linda

    OK- I am laughing out loud in my office. Thankfully no one else came to work today (well everyone in my vicinity of the office is off today) SO NO ONE CAN HEAR ME. Have you named her yet? I never named a car until they started talking.

    • Twenty Four At Heart

      I’m working on her name. I’ve never named a car before, but clearly she needs one. I’ve narrowed it down to a few choices – I’m sure I’ll have an announcement about it soon.

  4. Jan's Sushi Bar

    I’d be thrilled with some Led Zepplin; will it play Aerosmith and Jethro Tull if you shout “ROCK!!” at it?

    Now, tell it to go to Jan’s House in Podunk, Ohio. I’ll see you in a couple of days. 😀


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