New windshield at Safelite

Yes, I went HERE yesterdeay. Well, my specific “HERE” is at  5825 Covington Road in Fort Wayne and I came away in one hour’s time with a new windshield. I can’t tell you how much I had been procrastinating about the windshield thing and then pop, the pebble indentation zoomed out three inches in one direction and a couple in the other. From the inside, it looked as if it were a quarter to six and from the outside, a quarter after.

Then he took another jump and another and I was in the position of replacement, not resin repair. i delayed a week with Der Bingle nagging me to get on the ball. Actually, he started out slow with the reminders, probably figuring he had a long road ahead. But, I, AmeliaJake, did something totally out of character – I actually researched it and made an online appointment and got the car in and got a new windshield.

Nothing to it with the Safelite people. The shop I went to was in the end of a strip mall and for a moment I panicked, thinking oh, my goodness, how can I have goofed up the directions so much – I must be losing more brain cells than I thought.

And, then, there it was- three or four big bay doors and an office next door. Lots of trucks around, getting ready to make runs to a specific address – YOU DON’T HAVE TO LEAVE YOUR HOME OR OFFICE. Of course, it is probably cheaper to go in-shop and I didn’t mind.

I peeled off the apartment parking sticker from Der Bingle’s complex, dropped off my keys and walked about 100 feet down the way to Fazoli’s where I decided to try the summer deal:


I was a wee bit worried at first since it was over 90 outside, but I caved and ordered  penne and meat sauce. Hey, it worked out okay; I ate slowly and each little coated penne tubelet greeted my tongue with a comforting taste. I also had iced tea with raspberry. See:

Munch and sip, munch and sip. I took a couple of bites of my bread sticks, but let it go at that in deference to the heat. Then I got a refill of tea, puttered around at my table and then headed back to Safelite. My car was ready in another ten minutes and I was on my way.

Then it rained.

Then I went to Mother’s and mowed.

Then everything got still and I thought “Oh my Gosh” and retreated to the porch. But it did not storm – at least not at Mother’s, although I heard thunder. So I came home in sunlight, which was better than the eerie vampire-like gloom when I thought it was going to storm.

Anyway, I used my storm-waiting time to read part of one of Mother’s books devoted to stories about the Titanic. Did you know that John Jacob Astor’s second wife was only 18 when they were married and that his first wife had signed a prenuptial agreement and only got $50,000 a year? Yes, I know that was 1912, but by gosh, they had been married 21 years and he had over 100 million. Of course, the divorce and remarriage cost him greatly in social circles and he had a hard time finding a minister who would marry them. But, then, I don’t think he much cared.

Now I have piqued my curiosity and will be looking some more Astor facts. Seeya.

* Aha, here’s a tidbit: Madeleine Astor

One thought on “New windshield at Safelite”

  1. I have a windshield that needs replacing. I’m waiting for the crack to zoom across my line of sight…. it’s bound to happen when I’m on the freeway……

    Leaving tomorrow. Not packed. Procrastinating. Trying to hide the evidence of a trip from my cat so she doesn’t get mad at me and do something I wouldn’t like while I’m gone. Cats. What ya gonna do with ’em?

    And Fazoli’s is a slice of heaven to this dieting body. Oh man, their breadsticks. Making me salivate just thinking about them.

    Laundry’s done. Better fold it. See you post Russia.

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