I lost the Rhino roof rack off my car this week in spectacular fashion.
I was rushing to see my clothing designer friend’s new collection in a fashion parade in Brisbane.
It was dusk and peak hour in busy Adelaide Street in the city when I drove down a dark, dingy, very old car park.
That’s when I heard the loudest bang of my life.
I honestly thought there was a gunman shooting something or someone right near me.
It didn’t help that people were looking at me with aghast faces.
I just did not know what was happening or what the deafening sound had been.
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A kind woman came up to the car and said, “Honey, the top of your car is back on that busy road. We will help you get it off the road.”
So, a bunch of strangers dressed in heels and fancy clothing stopped traffic and helped pick up the heavy Rhino rack.
We managed to slide it into the back of the car, but I couldn’t shut the boot properly.
I then kept driving into the car park with my heart in my chest.
What a stupid thing to do.
I rang my long-suffering husband and started crying about the fact I had damaged the car yet again and given myself a massive fright in the process.
My husband wanted to know if there had been a yellow post hanging down at the entrance of the car park.
Apparently, it acts as a measuring stick to let the driver know if their car is too high to clear the tunnel. Well, it was too late for that.
Clearly, my car height had been too high, and that is why the Rhino rack was ripped clean off the top of my roof.
The clothing in the fashion parade was a riot of colour and, I am sure, divine, but I do not really remember the outfits as I was still thanking my lucky stars a gunman had not been on the loose.
Needless to say, it was a nervous and slow trip up the Bruce Highway home.
Sami Muirhead is a radio announcer, blogger and commentator. For more from Sami, tune into Mix FM.
