My Car is My Second Bedroom
Tomorrow my car goes in for a service, so I thought I’d quickly duck down to the garage and give it a little clean and vacuum. Pretty it up a little, you know? I figured ten minutes of cleaning ought to do it.
Wrong.
One hour later, I emerged with two bags of rubbish and numerous non-rubbish-but-don’t-belong-in-my-car items scattered across the garage floor. Here is what I found:
- Two pairs of thongs (flip-flops, you dirty people!)
- One pair of work shoes
- Three half-empty water bottles
- One empty bag of potato chips (which apparently had a few still left in it because they went flying across the back seat when I grabbed the bag the wrong way up)
- One plastic coat hanger
- Nine pay slips
- Sixteen receipts (mainly fast food and petrol, dating back as far as June 2008)
- One nail file
- One (broken) head band
- Three lip glosses
- One pair of very ugly sunglasses that went straight into the bin
- A very dirty towel (I think this was used to check the oil in my car about six months ago)
- Three university assignments (graded and returned)
- One blank, scratched CD
- Five books (novels – not sure why they’re in the car, since I don’t read and drive); and finally;
- One very grumpy black cat.
No idea why Puddy decided to sleep on my back seat when the garage was open, allowing her outside, but there she was. As soon as I turned the vacuum on, she woke up, glared at me and bolted away.
I have to be honest about this whole thing – as soon as the car’s back from being serviced, quite a few items from the above list will be returned to the car. Phill thinks it’s a mess. I think it’s not – after all, everything in my car (bar the rubbish of course!) has a reason for being there. Take my work shoes for example. I only wear them to work. I drive to work and I drive barefoot, so where better to keep them than in my car? And how about the lip glosses? Very important to leave them in there in case I forget to bring one. Who was chappy lips?
The thongs come in handy when I duck out somewhere and forget to bring shoes. The half-empty water bottles could be used in times of a crisis, like if I’m broken down in the middle of the desert and forgot my mobile phone to call for help. Because that could happen!
What’s the state of your car? Spotless (like Phill’s) or messy (like mine)?
lol so funny! I think mine would be a mobile pigsty if I ever did own a car!
I’m -ah- dodging the question but, say, you didn’t happen to find a pair of tortise-shell framed ban-ray sunglasses did ya?
I’m more like you than Phill, I’m afraid.
Last time I cleaned out my car, I found SIX pairs of shoes, two water bottles, a gym towel, three winter jackets, assorted CDs (strewn across the backseat), too many receipts to count, four lunch bags, boxes of candles, an eye mask and a feather boa. I don’t have the luxury of a garage to park in either, so I just drive around with it all until I look at the floor and think “crap, I have to vacuum!”.
I have a lip balm in my bag, one in my desk drawer at work, and a handful in the bathroom, too. Chapped lips are a no-no.
Good to know I’m not alone!
I have a feeling that a woman’s car beside being for transportation purposes is a bit like her handbag – it contains all of life’s essentials. Am I right? Heheh.
And to answer your question, my car is pretty clean on the inside. Outside is another matter.
Rabbits’ Guy – Oh no, nothing as bad as that! Just extremely out-dated, large sunnies.
Kelly – A feather boa?! Haha that’s crazy. I think cars are very handy to keep things in, especially shoes. It’s normal.
Mooiness – You are most definitely right. And my car is messy on the outside too – I simply don’t have the time to wash it!
Well nuts, I’ll have to look for them somewhere else … the sun WILL shine here soon. Boy, how did I miss that earlier beef wellington. VERY impressive. what a picture. Good work …
Rabbits’ Guy – Haha, you didn’t leave them in my car!
The beef wellington post didn’t actually appear in my blog feed – not sure why? Very strange! But it was delicious! 
My car sounds almost as bad as yours. I have a book in there that I think I borrowed from someone. I don’t remember who, though. Even if I did, I would be mortified to return it, given that I’ve had it for at least five years. When I buy a new car next year, how much you wanna bet the book will get thrown in it and driven around for another five years?
Kathy – LOL the book may come in handy one day! As long as you don’t give a lift to the person who it belongs to … that would be awkward if they saw it sitting in your car!
Camemberu – Sorry your comment got caught up in the spam queue (which I didn’t check until today). You’ll be able to comment no problem now – oops, sorry!