August 4th 2019
Today was a recovery day. It’s probably a good thing I didn’t have anything planned today because I was not a high-functioning adult for most of the day. For example, it took me ten minutes to figure out how to turn on my Dad’s car. Well, it took ten minutes of trying before I frustratedly gave up.
I don’t know why, but in my head his car is one of those Push-To-Start ones, with a button instead of a twist-key ignition. So I put the key in and spent ages looking for this button. I have a distinct memory in my brain of exactly what the button looks like. I just couldn’t find it anywhere. I even looked up Mercedes instructional videos on YouTube to try and figure out where the button is. Eventually I gave up.
Turns out, the car isn’t push to start. You just twist the key in the ignition. Like any other car. And I’m pretty sure I did try that at one point, but I’m now thinking that maybe you have to have the clutch down for it to work? That would make sense.
I’ve also remembered that the visual image I have in my head of the push to start button is of my Dad’s old car, not of this one. So I wasn’t being completely crazy, just mildly stupid.
Until tomorrow, just twist the key.