Nov. 18, 2008
I can see clearly now
So it wasn’t really working that well. I
mean, it moved back and forth, but it didn’t do what it was
supposed to do. Especially when I needed it the most. Like when it
rains. It left this big streaky-thing exactly where I didn’t need
one. And it’s been going on for years. That’s it, I decided. I
knew it was time to replace it.
I’m talking about, of course, the rear
windshield wiper on my car.
So in the middle of a huge downpour the
other week, I head to the big-box store. I finally find the
windshield wiper aisle (of course, it had been moved). Now I’m
looking for that electronic box that used to be there, you know,
the one where you enter in your vehicle and it tells you what size
wiper you need. Well, that’s been moved too. Apparently it’s been
moved out of the store.
Now, I’m confronted by the “Windshield
Wiper Book.” Great. Ok, I think this is the listing, and I’ve
narrowed it down to about seven choices. I think. I look up at the
wiper display. There’s a lot of empty slots. Great. The rainstorm
is now impacting the noise level in the store. I mean, it’s really
raining out there.
OK. They seem to be out of every single
size wiper blade I need. There’s no 15”, no 22”, and no 19”. And,
it’s apparently no longer possible to buy “just the replacement
blade.” You have to buy “the whole thing.” Oh great, this is
working well.
I find some more blades stashed at the end
of the aisle. Well, here’s one size I need. The other one that I
really came in for the rear window? I guess I’ll have to
improvise. So I buy what has to be the most expensive replacement
blade ever. It’s like 18 bucks. It’s advertised as “curved” for
“today’s windshields.” It’s made of nuclear grade titanium, and
guaranteed to withstand a Class 2 hurricane. It’s bigger than I
need, but, hey, bigger is better, right? And besides, it’s all
they have.
It’s a complete deluge outside. I decide
I’ll go get some gas, that way, I can park my car under their
roof, and replace these things, and stay dry in the process. All I
had to do was replace the front passenger side blade, and the rear
window blade. Well, 20 minutes later, I was still trying to figure
out how to get the old wiper blade off the front passenger side. I
pressed in every “tab,” pried every “tab” with a screw driver. No
luck. At one point, the entire wiper blade was actually off the
end of the hook, but unfortunately, the only way it would move was
down along the wiper toward the car. I’m going to have to do this
the old-fashioned way – I’ll have to break it. To heck with the
warranty.
I picked up the pieces that scattered
under the car. The gas station attendant must have thought I was
crazy.
On to the back window. Thankfully, there actually was a little tab on this one, and the old one came off with no problem, and I proceeded to install the Class 2 hurricane-resistant wiper blade. I’m sure this will fix it.
After careful thought and further examination, I have now determined that the old wiper is not working because the spring in the wiper arm assembly must be worn out. I guess that could happen in 13 years, and I can understand that.
I order my part that weekend at a local
car dealer. They say it will be in next week. They’ll even e-mail
me when it comes in. I can’t wait. I’ve been waiting years to
finally see out my window. I ask about installation. “Oh, no
problem. There should be somebody here.”
The e-mail comes in. My part has arrived.
I’m in a good mood. This will be great. I’ll just drive in this
Saturday, and we’ll get this done.
I drive in and pick up my part. The
service desk is right around the corner, and a fellow gladly says
that yes, he’ll take a look and we’ll get this done for you. So I
drive my car to the service bay. And the guy comes out with the
same tool that I used to break off the front window wiper, only
his screwdriver is a lot bigger. After removing the retaining
bolt, I say to myself, “we’re only one step away from replacing
this worn-out window wiper arm.”
Of course, I thought too soon. It’s stuck.
The old window wiper arm is really stuck on there, and it’s not
coming off. Even with the big screwdriver. We don’t want to pry
too hard here, for fear of breaking more parts. It seems like an
awful lot of prying to move a wiper blade arm off of a shaft no
more than ¼ inch long. So the guy with the big screwdriver goes to
get help.
More help has arrived. This other fellow
looks at the situation, and declares that “there is a special tool
that is only used for these situations- the windshield wiper arm
removal tool.” He tries to describe the tool – apparently a system
of clamps, pulleys, hydraulic gears, forced air-induction turbo
relays, and a specialized grid of safety shields to protect the
car from scratches. Scratches from the big screwdriver you
probably need to get the tool to work.
Anyway, my heart sinks as they tell me
that yes, the dealer does own such a tool, but since it is
Saturday, the trained technician is not in today, and the tool is
locked up in the windshield wiper arm removal tool cabinet. Can
you come back Monday?
I thank them and head home. Thankfully,
it’s not raining.
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