I got home yesterday from my long weekend in North Yorkshire, full of happiness and with lots of photos to edit. Anyway, I downloaded the material and did the edit and then had a chat with younger son (Edward) and his partner (Amy) who had come over. I then ran them back to the station.
Now, please dont laugh at what I am about to relate. I shall have the window open and I swear I will be able to hear you, even over here in Sheffield.
We get in the car. It is dark. Please remember that it is dark. Amy hops into the back and Edward then decides he wants to get in next to her rather than sit beside me in the front. I have a coupe only two doors so the seats have to pull forward to let people into the back. Im already sitting in the driving seat when Edward decides to ride next to his beloved. I therefore need to pull the passenger front seat forwards to give Edward leg room. Hes sitting behind it, but cant push it forwards, because the little catch thingy underneath it has to be released. The door has closed so the interior light is off. It is dark (did I mention that before?) I lean sideways and reach down under the seat and release said catch and I pull the seat forwards at the same time. It is stiff and I have to yank at it.
I hear something fall into the little flat well between the gear stick and the dashboard. I reach down and pick up the invisible object.
Intense pain follows and a rather horrible burning smell fills the car.
Yes, my elbow had accidentally depressed the cigarette lighter when I pulled at the seat and it had heated up to that cheerful incandescent red that they have and had popped out, presumably landing open end away from me so I couldnt see the fiercely glowing coil of wire at its terrible, murderous heart. Did you know that the tip of the third finger of my right hand is exactly the right size to fit into a car cigarette lighter? Amazingly, it is! Luckily, I understand that fingertips regenerate better than almost any other part of the body, so I should be all right in a week or so.
All right... was that laughter I just heard?
Now, please dont laugh at what I am about to relate. I shall have the window open and I swear I will be able to hear you, even over here in Sheffield.
We get in the car. It is dark. Please remember that it is dark. Amy hops into the back and Edward then decides he wants to get in next to her rather than sit beside me in the front. I have a coupe only two doors so the seats have to pull forward to let people into the back. Im already sitting in the driving seat when Edward decides to ride next to his beloved. I therefore need to pull the passenger front seat forwards to give Edward leg room. Hes sitting behind it, but cant push it forwards, because the little catch thingy underneath it has to be released. The door has closed so the interior light is off. It is dark (did I mention that before?) I lean sideways and reach down under the seat and release said catch and I pull the seat forwards at the same time. It is stiff and I have to yank at it.
I hear something fall into the little flat well between the gear stick and the dashboard. I reach down and pick up the invisible object.
Intense pain follows and a rather horrible burning smell fills the car.
Yes, my elbow had accidentally depressed the cigarette lighter when I pulled at the seat and it had heated up to that cheerful incandescent red that they have and had popped out, presumably landing open end away from me so I couldnt see the fiercely glowing coil of wire at its terrible, murderous heart. Did you know that the tip of the third finger of my right hand is exactly the right size to fit into a car cigarette lighter? Amazingly, it is! Luckily, I understand that fingertips regenerate better than almost any other part of the body, so I should be all right in a week or so.
All right... was that laughter I just heard?
dangerdan:
i tried to hold it in, but thats damn funny. Something like that happens to everyone, hell i stuck a soldering iron through my hand when i was 12 bc i wasnt paying attention. On the bright side scars always make for good conversation 