*I should probably have their hearing tested.
Right as I was zipping into my parking space, I turned off my ipod, and heard the most god awful, nails on a chalkboard, wretched sound! I darted my head around wondering whose car was responsible for contaminating my ears. Then it dawned on me, as my car crept about 5 more feet, that the blood curdling sound came from my car.Whaaaat?? When did that start?
So I did what most women would do, I sent my husband a text.
Me: Car making weird noise
K still trying to maintain her teen composure, and not show a smile: It's sooo loud.It's not stopping.
K: O.K. hurry, pull up, let me out!!