Summer Thunderstorms: I Lost

Have you ever noticed that there are certain things that everyone experiences, and nobody talks about? Example: Windshield Wipers. There is nothing I hate more than when it starts to rain, but not enough to turn on the wipers. And I can tell that the weather is about to shit all over me, but when do I turn on the wipers? I see the raindrops starting to pepper the windshield more and more. But when I look at other cars, they don't run their wipers. And suddenly I don't know what to do. I can't really see, but do I really want to be that punk-bitch that had to run their wipers? Because clearly, being the first one to turn on my windshield wipers makes me the big baby, while all the other people are cool as fuck and can see through the rain. And then, I realize that I spent so much time worrying about this that the rain has finally gotten heavy. And then I have to turn on the wipers. Suddenly I feel like the dumbass who tried to wait that shit out, while that other driver was the one smart enough to run their wipers in the first place....asshole. And just like that, I lost. I didn't even know I was in a competition, and I lost. And that sucks.

Moral of the Story: I need new windshield wipers.