Day One of car sharing for work is complete. “My” car was there in the car port when I arrived at the LRT station this morning. My key fob worked. The interior was clean–so much so that there was even that new car smell. The gas tank was full.
But I’m not going to lie about my inaugural experience with HourCar: It stressed me out.
I was nervous this morning about not getting to the car in time for the start to me reservation. (Impact of late arrival is nothing but the cost of the reservation start time. No biggie. But hey, I’m a miser…).
I was nervous about the meeting going over and not making it back in time before the reservation was over. (See above re: being a miser. And note that I DID make it back in time.)
But most of the stress wasn’t from nerves exactly. It was me sitting in the driver’s seat trying to figure out how to turn the car on. Everything you’ve ever heard about the Prius driving quiet is true. So true that I couldn’t figure out which mode of “on” was the one I needed, and then how to move the car from park into drive. No key, no ignition, no traditional shift changer. Sounds futuristic and cool. Except when there’s no time to explore.
Everything worked out in the end and I drove to where I needed to be, in more or less the time I needed to be there. But the stress of the Prius electronics and start-up makes me slightly tempted to drive the Honda Fit next time, although that vehicle is not as conveniently located for early morning pickup with mass transit, bike, etc. Stay tuned.