I think we all know what the saying “when you’ve got to go, you’ve got to go” means. If you don’t, then count yourself lucky that you’ve never been in that situation before. I promise you, it’s not enjoyable. This happened to me more recently than I care to admit. Yesterday, to be exact. I’m still grimacing at the thought of it.
About twenty-four hours ago, I was driving home from work. I really just wanted to get out of there, so I didn’t bother going to the toilet beforehand. This was my first mistake. My second mistake was not visiting the mechan
ic near me when I noticed my car was playing up. I just knew that I needed to get home and felt my stomach bubbling in a way that concerned me. I thought it would take too long if I visited the mechanic and wanted to get home as soon as possible.
When I was about twenty minutes away from home, my car broke down. I couldn’t believe it. My stomach was on fire at this point and I was about ten minutes away from exploding. It seriously was the worst case scenario and I didn’t know what to do. The only thing I could think of was to get on the phone to an auto electrical technician. Milperra mechanics, I figured, surely know what they’re doing and so I called one, told him where my car was and then ran as fast as I could to the nearest toilet.
To say I got there with seconds to spare is an understatement. It was more like with milliseconds to spare. Talk about clutch… pun intended. But yeah, there are two morals to this story. Firstly, always go to the toilet before a long drive, and secondly, if your car starts making worrying noises, get it serviced as soon as you can. You wouldn’t want to be caught out like I was.