Since AAA has been helping folks by the side of the road for over 100 years, you can imagine that there have been some unusual, and often somewhat comical situations which have arisen. Here’s a recent story that was shared with us. A driver was called for an elderly member who vehicle was making an unusual chirping sound. Presuming it was a bad belt or pullet, a service technician was sent to identify the sound, and possibly tow the member to a local shop.
Upon arrival, the technician greeted the woman who was standing near the car and “How long has the car been making this strange sound?”
She responded, “Just today.”
He asked, “Did the car make the sound while it was running or turned off?”
“Only when it’s turned off, but you can’t hear it from here,” she said.
Puzzled, the technician reasoned to himself that the sound must be coming from the dash inside. “Possibly a bad fuse or switch,” he thought. He turned from the member and approached the driverside door.
Watching the AAA tech walk around the car, the member said, “Wait, you can’t hear it from there either.”
He paused, ““Okay, where do you hear the chirping?” “
“You can hear it from in here,” she pointed to the front door and started heading into the house.
He sized the up the situation, and determined that it was safe to follow. He entered the house. Once inside, she said frantically, “Wait, did you hear that…did you hear it!?”
He paused uncomfortably, he didn’t hear a thing. He shook his head no. She told him to sit down on the couch.
As he began to sit on the center cushion she corrected him again, “No, no, here! You have to sit here!” She directed him to the cushion seated to the far right.
She leaned forward go him, “Now just wait a minute and you will hear it.”
His mind coursed through different options. “How do I handle this, How do I tell her I can’t hear what she’s
hearing?”
When suddenly, “CHIRP, CHIRP, CHIRP.”
Elated, the technician said, “I hear it! Oh, I hear it!” The chirping sound matched that of a car locking and unlocking. He jumped up and ran out the front door to confirm his suspicion that the sound was not coming from outside.
No sound. Nothing.
He stood in the living room and waited. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. The sound was definitely coming from
inside of the house. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. He moved toward the dining room. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. He got on his hands and knees. CHIRP. CHIRP. CHIRP. It was coming from underneath the table. He reached in, and his hand grasped at something. Using all of his experience and skill as a professional wrecker operator, he successfully extracted this mysterious chirping object from under the table. He opened his hand and to reveal the mysterious source of the sound.
“Ma’am, I think you have some voice-mails.”