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TITLE: The Oil Change | Previous Challenge Entry
By Michael Roten
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It was a minor thing, right? How could something like an oil change send a guy spiraling into paralyzed uncertainty? John always thought he was in control of his emotions. He felt he was more successful in that department than most guys - something that girls always thought was a prize.
But, ever since John's father had died, well, there seemed to be more and more of these tiny, insignificant events that caused him to become an over-emoting flop of a human. This oil change fiasco was only the most recent. Anyone would expect oil changes to be simple for a guy, but John had always used the oil that came in the yellow container. It was something his father had been adamant about. Well, one of many when it came to cars. John's dad wasn't exactly a car mechanic, but with a family of 5 on a sawmill worker's salary, doing your own minor car repair was one of the ways to save money. John remembered so many evenings helping his dad change the oil - the all important yellow containers of oil perfectly lined up, ready to refill the soon-to-be drained engine, his dad explaining all the details of the process.
Now, however, the attendant was offering the green containers of oil. "It's really the same thing," the guy explained. But, all John could do was stare in disbelief. How could they be out of the oil he wanted. Didn't they understand why it was so important? Surely there was some in the back. But, the attendant had already explained there was no more available.
Adding to the emotional storm, John kept thinking, "I need to call Dad - he'd know if using the green was ok. Just this once." And, each time the thought popped into his mind, he quickly reminded himself that he wasn't able to call him. Dad was no longer in this world.
So, John pulled himself together. Bravely, he told the attendant that the green would be fine. And, breathed a sigh. His dad was no longer around. Guess he'd better get used to the idea that the yellow brand wasn't the only thing that was going to be different.
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