This morning a good Samaritan leapt out of her car at an intersection to tell me I had no brake lights. Well, at least that they weren’t working. This put me into something of a panic, as of all the lights on a car, the brake lights are some of the most important. Screw keeping the clock illuminated, I’d like people driving behind me to be able to tell when I’m stopping.
I said thanks, and checked it out as soon as I could. In fact the light in the back window was still working, which was something, but the main ones weren’t. So I rang and then drove over to the car repair place to get them to take a look. Two bulbs gone, which they changed. I should probably check my lights more often.
They only stung me for $6.60, which doesn’t seem too bad given they were able to fix the problem on the spot. Of course, considering the size of the bulbs, maybe it was a bit steep. Hmm. Oh well.
