Some weeks ago the exhaust (muffler) fell off my car. To be more accurate, half of it half fell off so it dragged along, sparking and making a racket. Embarrassing.
I was on my way to a meeting in our town and didn’t have time to get it fixed but luckily I was only 5 minutes from my fiance’s business, so I pulled in there to borrow his car (which I was insured to drive) for half and hour. Then I could come back, get my car and get it fixed.
“No” he said. Eh? “Why not?” I enquired.”You might bump it or something” he replied. Never mind that it was my car for 2 years and I’d never bumped it. I could tell he was just being unhelpful on purpose. A bit of him was enjoying my misfortune. This element had gradually come on him as his drinking had increased over the past few years. It wasn’t pretty. It wasn’t a part of the real man who is loving, generous and kind. I didn’t have the time nor the inclination to argue. That’s what the enemy wanted. To feed off some discord. Not happening!
“Fine” I said. By now the offending part had cooled down so I crawled under the car, yanked it off and threw it in the boot (trunk). I went, very noisily, to my meeting. I went to the garage and the nice mechanic fixed the car, at minimal cost, reusing the part in the boot. Sorted. Happy.
The next day when I called my finance he sounded, well, odd.
“How do you know something’s happened?” he muttered
“I must have left the brake off the car last night” he answered through what sounded like gritted teeth, “Its got some damage, so has a neighbour’s fence” a pause “don’t say it…”
I didn’t, but oh I wanted to!
I mused on this, and this is the essence of the lesson I think…
Take every chance to do the right thing and avoid unnecessary messes in your life.