Wednesdays are a difficult day for me, as I work in one capacity or another for about thirteen hours. As a result, I tend to be a bit scatter-brained on this day, and I make mistakes like leaving my headlights on for four hours.
Like tonight, when I walked to my car after teaching my Wednesday night class.
As soon as I spotted my car, which is a twelve-year-old Hyundai, I was sure that I was in trouble. The headlights have a shutoff feature for nincompoops like me, but I figured that four hours with the running lights just a-blazing away could not be good for the dusty five-year-old battery in this car.
Yet the car started without even a moment's hesitation.
Thus, the old adage of New York Yankees ace Lefty Gomez applies here: "I'd rather be lucky than good."