After it snows your car gets covered with that nasty white salt that they throw on the roads to melt the snow. Since the snow we had last weekend, my car has been almost completely covered with salt. My side windows were a cloud and hard to see out of in darkness. I decided to stop by the car wash on my way home from work today.

I haven’t taken my car to be washed in a while but knew it would cost some money to have it washed. I pulled into the car wash and sat in line with the others wanted to rid their cars of the salt. The board that lists the prices wasn’t in view yet so I wasn’t sure how much it was going to set me back. The weather today was pretty nice. It got up to 46 today and the sun was out for quite a while so the line was rather long. I finally got up to the board and saw the price for a superwash was $18.50. Damn, that’s higher then I remember it being. But my car really needed it so I decided to go for it. I also decided to get that stuff put on the wheels that make them really shiny. Add on another $1.50.

They vacuumed out my car and drove it up to the door. I watched as they pre-washed parts of the car. I wanted to yell over the noise of the car wash for them to give a little extra scrub to the wheels but I didn’t. I feel that if I tell them how to do their jobs they will do something bad to my car. They won’t of course but I always feel that way. So I watched it as it went through the wash and it was looking pretty good. It came out the other end, one of the guys jumped in and drove it to the drying area. 6 people got to work drying my car. Not bad. There were a few marks on the hood that didn’t come out that probably need some scrubbing but at least it was clean and all the salt was off.

I got in the car and realized why I hate to have other people wash my car. They always move the seats! I don’t know about you but I work for what seems like hours using the power seat thing to get my seat just right. Then I never move it. All the way home I kept moving it this way and that and it still didn’t feel right. You know how you get something just right and you get used to it being that way. I hate when I have to fix everything. Then I look out the window at the passenger side mirror and realized they had collapsed it to go through the car wash and didn’t put it back so I couldn’t see out that mirror. Again, I get used to using that mirror and it bugged me all the way home that I couldn’t move it without stopping and getting out of the car.

When I got home I got the mirror back in place and I think I got my seat back in place. I guess I should expect this when I go to the car wash. I just hate it though. I shouldn’t let the little things bug me. I’m too set in my ways and like having things just right. Oh well, the car is clean at least.