Monday, June 20, 2011
Embarrassing car days happen.
I woke up this morning, not feeling like P-Diddy, but feeling like I had things to do and was glad to do them. I went to Sam's Club and had a pretzel, bought giant amounts of things so I wouldn't have to get school supplies for a little while, actually showered, got brian a cool backyard mister, and headed to work. I was loving my cold AC and jamming to Kiss FM, when right there, on Hwy 620 and Bee Caves Parkway, I stopped at a red light, and. And. And. Nothing. My car wouldn't go. It just laughed at me, blaring the radio and the AC, proving to me that no, it's not the battery, it's something more. I put my hazards on, and people continued to beep and me and flip me off, because obviously, I just wasn't moving because I was on the phone. Eventually 2 really nice men pulled over, ran across the 5 lane road (thank you!!!!) and pushed me into a little dirt parking lot. From there, I gathered my senses, had Brian come get me, called a tow truck, and had Kaitlyn (thank you, too!) come pick up all the school supplies. I called Lakeside towing, and Bob was SO nice! He towed me to Machine Works, I hope it's an OK place. Meanwhile, Brian arrived and told me that I had to jump into his car, because the alarm broke so we can't open the doors anymore. The top was down, because the mechanics are broken so it's hard to put up. The windows were down, because there is a short in the driver's side window and it won't go up if it's hot out, it's 103 degrees! But, that car came and got me out of my cold AC, rocking music piece of Chrysler! Of course, we arrive at the car place, and I forget and open the door, so the alarm goes off for 3 minutes, and the car fixer people assume that is what is being repaired. Oh no, that's the good car, I explain sheepishly! Eventually, the inexpensive and very sweet tow is paid for, paperwork is filled out, and I head back to take Brian to work. He climbs out of his car, I climb across, and drive home. I arrive home, climb out, get laughed at by Liam, brush my hair, and open a beer. Stupid cars!
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