Always carry a snow scraper in your car in August. I know this because I’d taken my snow scraper from my car in July, where it had been stored conveniently, half under the front seat, since it last snowed sometime in March.
Always carry a snow scraper in your car in August.
I know this because I’d taken my snow scraper from my car in July, where it had been stored conveniently, half under the front seat, since it last snowed sometime in March.
I know this sounds like a long time after winter to allow an idle snow scraper to stay in your car, not helping out the least little bit. Spring started on March 20th and summer began on June 21. It wasn’t even early in July when I kicked it out. It stayed until late in the month, freeloading floor space for more than 18 weeks.
But, when I think about it, I’ve had combs under seats as companions for years. And sometimes I’ll find a tag-a-long pen at my car’s trade-in. A four-month stay is really only temporary residency.
Still, I took it out. It was in the 90s the day I thought about it and there wasn’t any snow in sight. The National Weather Service was predicting it would be hot and humid for the rest of the week.
Who needs a snow scraper in August anyway?
Nobody. But I would need it in January, which turns out to be sooner than you can think of a snow scraper.
Through the rest of August and all of September, October and November, snow scrapers didn’t even enter my mind.
Oh, there was once in December on a cold morning when I saw the scraper in the garage that I thought, “I should put that back into the car.” But, I still had golf shoes on the floor of the rear seat. And the temperature was supposed to rise by late morning. It would be more useful to put my clubs back into the car.
The weather stayed warm as the holidays approached. All thoughts of snow scrapers were lost. Even when the temperature fell below freezing, no more than snow flurries were in the air. Nothing accumulated on the car’s windshield that the wipers wouldn’t remove.
I was lulled into an unseasonable sense of security.
This is why I left the scraper on the shelf way past the forecast for measurable snow. I might have put it into the car if they’d said “scrapable” snow.
One night after work last week I found myself standing in the office parking lot beside a car that had snow on all the windows and all I had in my hand was a newspaper.
I got the soft stuff with it — the fluffy snow that you can blow onto the ground by barely using the front page as a fan.
But no newspaper — not even a heavy Sunday one with the advertisements still in it — will get the crusty snow off a windshield. And no page of newsprint, folded over several times until you get a sharp and hard corner, will remove the ice that freezes the rubber seal to the window.
So, I sat there in the car for some period of time that wasn’t nearly as long as it seemed, running the defroster to melt the icy spots on the windshield. I also was hoping I could break the driver’s-side window free by flipping the power window switch back and forth as if there was a Taco Bell drive-thru window emergency. As I recall, there was.
On the drive home I didn’t curse. But I sure swore that this August I’m leaving the scraper in the car, even if it’s 100. I might even leave some winter gloves under one of the seats.
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