Trained to ignore
My car told me I had a flat tyre the other week.
That’s how sophisticated they’ve become – before you’ve even felt anything, the computer explains loudly and clearly that you need to do something about your tyre.
And they don’t just tell you once. They tell you again and again.
But on this occasion, I decided I knew better than the computer – my last SEAT was a little trigger happy when it came to notifying me of issues, so I became convinced that there was nothing to worry about.
So I ignored the warnings. For days and days and days.
