Conversations with Karthick

It has been two months since Karthick came to life. And there has never ever been someone more frustrated with me than Karthick. (Karthick, by the way, is the name of my car. Yes, my car has a name - We speak regularly. I am weird. Deal with it.)

The following is a set of illustrations from the times we fought like a old couple.

 Navigation - The root of all evil
    When I can't follow directions 



         When I don't want to follow directions

                    *I am a sadist that loves listening to you saying pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeease that's why*

That wavering decision making process when I see a yellow signal
   


And that one time I accidentally ran a red signal and got burnt 

                     *Maybe I don't have a bf because I am talking to a car?!*

The paranoia we get on seeing a police car anywhere near 500 ft



When I check my car for the fourth time to see if I had locked properly


And yet the one time I left the window open, I get this
   

Sometimes, he is full of vengeance though - Like when the Bluetooth just won't connect


Yet, sometimes he is just really sweet  
Like when he routed to Aahar Michigan instead of Seattle. 



P.S : To anyone that is going to comment about the scratch - Remember that I will kill you. Horribly. In my next story.

P.P.S :  To anyone that dares to bring in 'girls and driving' gender stereotypes - I don't have to kill you. You will rot in hell for the next 7 lives.     

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