Unseconded My Notion

Mowing season is arriving in QC-country, so this past Sunday my car’s parking accommodations switched from the cushy garage to the exposed driveway.

I’ve always locked my car overnight when it’s parked in the driveway. We’ve lived here since 1992. There’s “Black Beauty” right there:


But to lock it I either have to

  • use the key


  • close the driver’s door, open the same-side passenger door and then reach in and push down the lock button on the driver’s door.

A puzzling design decision — them Swedes are, um, quirky.

Anyway it’s a bit of a pain. So for this mowing season I got the notion I would leave the car unlocked overnight. The car is 15 years old, I don’t keep anything of significant value in it, and the neighborhood is pretty safe.

Here’s what has happened since:

  • Monday morning I noticed — not right away — my No-W button had mysteriously moved from its normal spot — the storage compartment between the front seats — to the passenger seat. Hmm. I didn’t recall moving it. I moved it back and promptly forgot about the incident. (Yeah, I know we finally got rid of that “W” guy.)
  • Monday night I locked the car. My mechanic (and neighbor) would be driving it the next morning to his shop to service it. I didn’t want him to get him to get the wrong idea when he walked up to the car, key in hand.
  • After he brought it back Tuesday evening — with a new, shiny exhaust pipe and muffler — I left it unlocked.
  • This morning — Wednesday —the driver’s door was ajar (but not far enough to cause the interior light to come on) and on the driver’s seat was the No-W button and several more items from the compartment.

So it seems a well-meaning, neighborhood watcher-type guy or gal is trying to disabuse me of the notion that I can safely leave the car unlocked overnight.

What to do?

The decision isn’t one I’ll labor over. To paraphrase Smokey Robinson, I’ve unseconded my notion — I’ll go back to locking the car overnight. It’s really not a big deal.

Interesting that someone would go to the trouble this person did, don’t you think? I’m grateful for the protection in some respects, but in other respects I’m angry about what I consider to be meddling and an invasion of my privacy. If my protector is a QC reader — now there’s a long shot —maybe they’ll defend their actions in the comments.

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2 comments so far

  1. Mrs. QC on

    Monday’s car content riffling was probably due to son #2’s iPod searching. Wednesday’s is a mystery. Plenty of W lovers surround our home.

  2. George W. on

    I see you got me message.

    Now that I’m out of office I’ve got lots of time on my Texan hands.

    I thought the button said “No M”. I assumed it was a code for gnomes. The button did not grant me entry into secret gnome territory. Apparently I had the button upside down.

    I’m your neighborhood watcher. I’m also a wheel watcher. I love me some Vanna White.

    -George W

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