I was going back to work from QuikTrip when my charging system light came on. It's that little battery light with the plus and minus above it. As a purveyor of hoopties, the first thing I thought was "My alternator is shot." Actually my first thought was "Motherfucking Chyrsler!!!" but then the alternator. Now, being the foolish nigga that I am, I drove on that shit for 2 and a half days like that. See, the light had come on on a Tuesday (my birthday no less) and payday isn't until Friday. Therefore and henceforth, I was riding. That is, until I turned off of I-435 and the power steering failure light went out, which meant the battery was dying, which means I had about 2 minutes before my car stopped altogether. I almost made it to my exit. As far as the sign says I was a mile and a half away. Luckily there is a little rest stop right there so instead of being stuck on the side of I-70, I was stuck at a rest stop... during the worst thunderstor
