We met a few years ago in a parking lot in Olympia. I was in a new car and she says she was attracted to me (and the car too!) as soon as she saw me. She came to see me a couple of times and it wasn’t long before we were living together. We’ve become great buddies. We depend on each other. She takes care of me and I take care of her.
We drive together to a lot of places – the grocery store, the school her son attends, some of her favorite specialty stores like Hobby Lobby or Michael’s – various places we like to go. Occasionally we go to Dairy Queen or Costco or the Regal Cinemas. We go to one place or another almost every day. Sometimes we’ll take a longer trip and head north on the freeway to Seattle to visit family or friends.
Even though we are very close, she almost never touches me. It bothers me really. I want her to touch me but she seldom does. It seems a bit . . . . . inconsiderate. I knew we were headed for trouble at some point if we couldn’t resolve this issue.
One day as we were headed to the store, we got into an accident. It was bound to happen. We weren’t speeding, but she turned left unexpectedly and we got hit by a car in the other lane. She was very shaken by the whole ordeal and I wanted to reassure her and still let her know that I wished she would touch me more often. I’m conveniently located, easy to handle, but some people just seem to forget I am here for their safety. Can you tell it’s one of my pet peeves? Why does she keep forgetting to touch me? Perhaps now she’ll remember to push me up or push me down so everyone will know what she wants to do, where she is heading, and everyone will be safer.
When you drive someplace, do you remember to touch me?
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