So.. umm.. yeah.   Remember the story about the R-U-G?   And remember how I told ya’ll I’d share my brilliant moments with you, when they happened or as I remembered them?

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Last Saturday, I had to take the Murano in to have the oil changed and the tires rotated.  The husband and I had gotten a call saying that the couch was in and was to be delivered this week (It came yesterday.. more on that later) and since we still needed a few pieces to finish the living room, I thought it would be a good idea for the Engineer to pick me up at the dealership while they worked on the car (yes.. I take it to the dealership… yes.. I know… bla bla bla… no matter what you tell me.. I’m still taking it to the dealership) so that we could do some light shopping (we still needed lamps and new window treatments). 

Anyway, I left the house 20 minutes before my husband to take the car in.  On my way out the door I remembered a few calls that I needed to make, and I knew I’d have some time to wait at the dealership,  so I threw my bluetooth headset on my left ear and hit the road.

Fast forward 3 hours.   The Engineer and I have purchased new throw pillows, a side table, some candle sticks, two candles, two clearance priced picture frames, and a blue pottery-type jar.  We have not purchased new lamps or new window treatments.   He drops me back off at the dealership so that I can finish running some other errands and he heads home.   So I pay for the service to the car, hop in, and crank up the radio as I peel out of the parking lot drive toward my next stop.    As I’m navigating the ridiculous obnoxious Saturday traffic on Kingston Pike, I notice something was just not right.

I had asked the service guy to check the door panel on the driver’s door because it had a rattle in it and it was driving me crazy.   I figured there was something loose.   When I cranked the radio, the sound on the left side of the car was muffled and hollow sounding.    

ME:  What the Fuck?  Those A-holes screwed up my speaker.   For the love of all things holy.. I just asked for them to check to screws in the door panel to make sure they were all tight.  I did not ask them to mess with the Bose.   Grraaaaahhhhhrrrrr.

I proceed to drive down the road, while fickeling with the radio.  I moved the fade to the front of the car, and the balance all the way to the left.   AS.I.DRIVE.DOWN.THE.ROAD,  I feel the speaker in the bottom of the door.   Nope.. I can feel the bass and there’s movement coming from it… so it’s working.    I feel the speaker at the left of the dashboard.  Nope.. it’s working too.

ME:  Damn it.   They’re working.. but they sound like crap.   Hummm…. maybe I’m congested…but I don’t feel congested..

So while driving down the road, swerving into both lanes I reset the settings on the radio and continue to run my errands.   I make a mental note to get  more Vitamin C in my diet this weekend.  And I swear that the radio sounded just fine before I dropped off the car. 

………Are you ready for it?

It was 60 minutes later, when I was trying on something in  a dressing room at Belk , that I realized my drastic (but humorous) miscalculation.

Yeah… when your bluetooth headset covers your entire  left ear…. well… it kinda makes your car stereo sound like ass.   Apparently, I had forgotten that I had it on. 

I’m just glad that I didn’t go back to the dealership to pitch a fit. 

(I’m also glad that this story not only provided blog fodder, but also a good laugh to my husband and two (TWO) sets of our friends this past weekend).

UPDATE: The door still rattles.