Blonde is not a hair color...

I was driving to work this morning and I noticed my "low oil" light come on so I decided to drive over to the store to get some when I remembered I had purchased some a while ago but never used it. So, I pull over in the parking lot just before 8 a.m. and checked the oil to see how low it was. It was only about a quart low so I opened the trunk and got out the oil, a funnel and a paper towel and proceeded to put the oil in the car.

I was so excited. I have never put oil in my car before. Sounds stupid and girly, I know, but it's true. I can check the oil, transmission fluid, washer fluid, power steering and fill all those up but I had never had to with the oil.

Well, I put everything away and closed the hood and drove off to get some coffee. During my attempt to get a delicious caramel frappe from McDonald's prior to taking my back to school photo, my car stalled several times. I sat there thinking to myself "what is going on here?" At first, I thought I might have accidentally put transmission fluid where the oil goes but then I remembered seeing the 10W40 on the bottle. Then I thought it might be the fuel pump or filter clogged because I let it get a little low on gas the other day so I pumped the gas pedal a little to prevent it from stalling. I drive over to Weirton Heights Elementary to take my picture and then head over to the office when I noticed I was having more difficulty with the car.

So, I am in the office and finish up my work and then get ready to go to my next meeting. I am attempting to go fast on the highway but can't get above 45 mph and even less speed trying to go up Marland Heights Road. I then tried to go to the express oil place on Potomac when I get to Green's Towing and can't get any further up Cove Hill.

I'm sitting in the car thinking to myself "what on earth could be wrong?" Well, it occurred to me that I may not have put the oil cap back on after putting oil in the car.

"There's no way I could be that stupid," I thought to myself outloud.

I was wrong. There was definitely a way I could be that stupid because as soon as I lifted the hood, there was the cap laying just where I had left it. Oil had splashed all over the inside of the engine so I checked the oil, put the cap back on and went on my way.

Today's events prove my favorite high school science teacher, Mr. Rafa, correct when he told me that blonde was not a hair color, but a state of mind.