So, my friend and I were loading my fridge into the car, and I had my car's hazord lights on because I was parked in front of the dorm building. You know, trying to follow rules and all that (not to mention I didn't want a ticket!) ... So, the fridge gets loaded into the back seat, my friend left to her room and I hopped in the car to move it around and park it--but I couln't get the hazords off. Push, pull, nuttin'. I then grabbed my cell and call my friend A.J. who's good with cars to see if he can suggest something. Nothing works and he can't get away from serving at a bbq to help me. I then saw my friends passing and I ask them for the assistance of their intellegence. So, my RA's bf tries to get them off, but he can't budge them off either and the girls standing behind my car kept reporting that the lights kept speeding up and slowing down. Well, my RA's bf suggested I run over to Kragen's to see what they can do so my battery doesn't die (that's all I need during finals week!). So, starving for lunch, I jump back in the car and am aware of everyone around me as I drove through the campus, and then on to Kragen's, with my hazords flashing. "Yeah, I'm ok ... Yeah, yeah, I know, I know ..." I wanted to curl up in a ball and hide, but I figured that'd just get me into more trouble. God has been really been showing me His love and kindness toward me today--I believe that is why He allowed this to happen--it didn't cost me any money to get this problem fixed. After a struggle, a very nice man at Kragen's was able to turn my hazords off. Again, yay, God! Just got to trust Him ...
*Mental note: no matter how much I want to follow rules, NEVER TURN THOSE ON AGAIN!*
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