On Thursday night I went on a trip by car to see some old friends. On the way I stopped at a garage. I decided to give my car a wash in their automated car wash. So I went and unscrewed the aerial from the roof. And … it wasn’t my aerial.
My aerial, you see, I have unscrewed many times. It’s rather stiff, for some reason. This one looked similar, but was bendy in the portion at the root. It wasn’t that bendy in the past … was it? I’m pretty sure it was not.
A memory struck me; I had parked next to a car of the same type earlier in the week. The latter was a year older, and rather scruffy-looking, but the same type.
I can only conclude that the driver of the other car had seen my aerial, and had swapped it for his own!
Mine was a factory-fitted original. His, I found out later, was what the manufacturer offers as a replacement part. Evidently he had forgotten to remove his aerial when going through a car wash, got the (inferior) replacement, but longed for the original.
Who on earth would do something that miserable and mean?!!!
Anyway, I set off again and ran into some rain, and turned on the windscreen wipers. And … they made an odd sound, which they had not made earlier in the week. So when I got to my destination I inspected them. They looked OK; but had marks of sun-fading. I had fitted new ones a few weeks ago.
Again I am not quite certain, but it looks as if my light-fingered friend had also helped himself to my windscreen wipers!!!
I suppose I should be grateful that almost nothing else exterior to the car can be unscrewed. And I shall make sure that I never park next to a car of the same type again, in case the owner sees my car as a free source for a set of replacement parts.
Well, it’s annoying, more than anything. It’s not the end of the world. I can’t get a proper replacement aerial. The thief’s one works OK. And I got some new wipers today, costing around $30.
I pass this story along, simply because it is both incredible and true. Make of it what you will!