It’s not that I think I’m cool, or that I try to look cool, or that I think it’s possible for me to look cool even if I tried. It’s more that I don’t want to look so totally uncool that people will notice. And I think driving around with a signal light out is totally uncool and likely to draw unwanted attention to myself. “Unwanted” being redundant in my case, because I’d really like to drive to the post office and back every day without being noticed at all.

Since the turn signal is also the daytime running light that’s always on when I’m driving, people were pointing and laughing at me as I drove down the street today with a one-eyed orange glow shrieking “uncool” as if it spelled it out in neon. Tomorrow, assuming the light is still out, I’ll get back to the Saturn dealer and see if just maybe they will see it, too, and take it upon themselves to do something about it. I will have my Kindle with me, and I’ll sit there and wait until they do.

Okay, maybe the pointing and laughing was all in my mind, but that’s how it felt.

It occurs to me (too late, now) that when I was at the dealer yesterday they might have been under the impression that I wanted them to fix the light at their own expense, because I had made a point of reminding them that I’d been in a week ago for a major service. Nothing could be further from the truth. I’m perfectly willing to spend more of the Boss’s money for this minor repair. (Not that I wouldn’t accept it for free if they offered, of course.)