You know, one of those people who sets off their car alarm and then can’t figure out how to turn it OFF.
And I was SITTING in it at the time. Talking on the cell phone to FirstHusband – shouting over the incessant horn:
“Did you know this van had an alarm?”
“No.” (pause) “Do you need me to come help?”
“YES! I can’t figure out how to turn this thing off!”
Finally as I fumbled with the key, the key fob and the door lock, it STOPPED. And I have NO idea what I did to MAKE it stop. I do know what I did to set it off. I got out of the van at the homecoming football game, locked up with the key fob and thought, what’s that blinking red light on the dash? Curious.
I unlocked the van and the blinking light stopped. Curious. I sat down in the driver’s seat and closed the door. Still no blinking red light. hmmm. While still sitting in the van, I locked it with the key fob.
Oh! Look! The little red light on the dash is back. And oh! There’s one on the radio too! I reach for my glasses to read the little words over the blinking light on the radio.
At the exact same time I open the van driver door.
Let the gawking begin.
The little words over the blinking light on the radio?
Good to know.
So it appears there’s one MORE difference between my old van and my new van.