Mistaken Identity
When I took Bluebell, my Nissan Leaf for the state inspection, I managed to pull a little prank on another Leaf owner. I was sitting in the waiting area when I saw another blue Leaf pull into the service bay. A middle age woman of Asian descend stepped out of the car and after handing over her keys, she joined us inside. Once she settled, I asked her about her car. Her eyes sparkled as she told me how much she likes driving it, that she only brought it in for the battery check, that she has 8000 miles after one year, but now starting to venture further and further from Chapel Hill. I just smiled and nodded, asked a few more questions, then returned to my knitting.
About twenty minutes later I saw my car driven out of the service bay and parked by the window. The lady quickly rose and gathered her belongings. She then paused and just stared at the car. Surely, it is her car, but what happened to the big blue sticker? And why are there two small black magnets now on the back of her car? Mystified, she sat down, but only for a moment. She stood up for a second, and then for a third look.
A minute later the clerk came into the waiting area to let me know that my car was ready. I walked out of the room giving the lady a quick waive. As I was getting into my car, I managed to resist the temptation to turn around and waive toward the waiting room.
