It was finally time to return from Spring Break. As usually happens, my car was pretty tightly packed and loaded down completely. In fact, this time I had to put one of my bags on the front passenger seat. Usually I like to keep that seat clear, but there was no way around it. My brown bag wasn’t going to fit anywhere else.
It was already packed full enough, but as I went through the house for the final time I found all kinds of odds and ends that needed to be stuffed into that brown bag. It was overflowing by the time I hoisted it up to the seat.
I buckled up, put the car in reverse, and headed down the driveway bound for home. It was a beautiful day for driving, so I put on a podcast, cracked the window just a little bit, and adjusted the sun visor. But in a moment, the car started dinging. What was wrong? I checked all the dashboard icons and looked around, trying to think what wasn’t working correctly. The dinging became more and more insistent–what could it be? Should I pull over?
Then I noticed the little red icon flashing in time with the dinging. My passenger apparently needed to fasten his seatbelt. I explained to the car that it was a bag, not a person. The car stubbornly refused to recognize the difference and dinged faster. I contemplated driving three hours with a angry, dinging car.
I pulled over. I fastened the seatbelt around the bag. The car was satisfied, and I settled in to drive in peace.