Murphy's Law
<o =""></o>The family and I had set off Thursday on the first leg of a 500 mile round trip to a youth hockey tournament my son was playing in. At about 100 miles out, in the middle of nowhere, at about 6:00 in the evening, I get an idiot light implying my alternator is throwing in the towel.<o =""></o>
<o =""></o>Well, to make a long story short, we made it into the nearest parts store, and I was able to do the old parking lot repair job. $300 bucks later and a bunch of tools I already own back at home, we were on the road in no time.<o =""></o>
<o =""></o>Fortunately, this story had a good ending. The question that still remains however is:<o =""></o>
<o =""></o>WHY DOES THIS STUFF ALWAYS SEEM TO HAPPEN ON A VACATION TRIP?!!!<o =""></o>
<o =""></o>As I said, I log about 400 miles a week in this truck. The alternator had PLENTY of opportunities to puke on me these last couple of weeks! Of course this would have been TOO CONVIENENT! Garage to work in, all the necessary tools, etc. Why on a trip? I DON”T GET IT!!<o =""></o>
<o =""></o>Does this seem to happen to you too?
You may have met my tenant, Mr. Murphy. He lives here with us and from time to time he visits others. But he always seems to find his way back home when he is done travelling!
He does make life interesting, albeit difficult, and he always seems to find the most inopportune time to make his appearance!
Another one I had was when my wife and I first started dating, she'd come out to me. This was all fine and dandy until one of her friends spoke up and said "how come he doesn't come out to you?". So, I get called to the carpet. I have to drive out to meet her. Quarter way there, my check engine light comes on, and temperature is in the red. Pull over in the gas station just up the road. Check it out. Water pump leaking like a sieve. Fill it up, drive straight home.
I still believe that had her friend not said anything, I wouldn't have had to replace a water pump.
I had an alternator go out on a 78 Datsun truck once when I was at the dentist at night. The dentist was about 30 miles across Memphis from me and when I pulled in my driveway, the truck died. I was lucky I made it to my garage. I drove the last mile with no lights.
Tires are a good example of this phenomenon. They always seem to blow when you’re on a vacation trip of some sort. Hardly EVER just go’n back and forth to work! No sir-ree! Always on some desolate road in the middle of nowhere, with your spare tire promulgating a whopping 5 psi.



