Spring Break Down
Ahhh... Spring Break. The time where college kids get a week off to do whatever they want (usually something stupid that involves lots of alcohol). As for me, my spring break has started off with a bang. Actually more of a vroom-flap-flap-flap sputter stop. That is the sound of my engine breaking down halfway home from Champaign tonight. I got off work optimistically early (10 PM), and about an hour into my drive, my car decides it hates me. So I call the parentals to come bail me out, thinking a jump for some odd reason might help, and a half hour later they show up. After we realize all is lost and we need a tow truck, 411 can't find a number to a tow truck place. So we call highway assistance, who calls the police. We get in contact with the State Police in Metamora and tell them where my car is and they send a trooper. 5 minutes later, I realize I was counting mile markers in the wrong direction, I say 118 instead of 122. Evidently 4 miles makes all the difference in the world. The police dispatcher informs me that I am now out of the Metamora district and into the Pontiac district and that a car from Pontiac would have to come. By this time, it is already 12:30 and everyone is tired. Okay fine. 1:00 rolls around. No police. I call the Pontiac dispatch and am told that the 4 officers in the area are momentarily tied up, and will be with us as soon as possible. 3 games of cell phone Tetris and 45 minutes later, I get fed up and begin dialing the Pontiac number again when flashing lights finally pull up behind my car. I greet the police officer, and defer him to my dad, because I have no idea what to do with the car:
Officer: So what do you want to do with the car?
Dad: Well, I might be able to get a trailor or a tow truck in the morning.
Officer: Okay. Sounds good. Let me make sure that's okay with my supervisor. (walks over to another officer sitting in the car) Okay, just have it out of here by 9:30.
Dad: No problem.
Thank you, Officer Pool. You made us wait by the car for an hour and 15 minutes to tell us we could pick it up in the morning. That would have been nice to know at 12:30 when I first called the police. Then we could have been home by 1 and had a decent sleep before having to worry about it in the morning. Plus, what could 4 cops in central Illinois possibly be doing that the fastest one could get there is and hour and fifteen minutes? I feel even more sorry for my parents. At least I'm used to staying up that late. I think I woke them up at 11 when my car broke down.
So yeah, happy spring break.
Officer: So what do you want to do with the car?
Dad: Well, I might be able to get a trailor or a tow truck in the morning.
Officer: Okay. Sounds good. Let me make sure that's okay with my supervisor. (walks over to another officer sitting in the car) Okay, just have it out of here by 9:30.
Dad: No problem.
Thank you, Officer Pool. You made us wait by the car for an hour and 15 minutes to tell us we could pick it up in the morning. That would have been nice to know at 12:30 when I first called the police. Then we could have been home by 1 and had a decent sleep before having to worry about it in the morning. Plus, what could 4 cops in central Illinois possibly be doing that the fastest one could get there is and hour and fifteen minutes? I feel even more sorry for my parents. At least I'm used to staying up that late. I think I woke them up at 11 when my car broke down.
So yeah, happy spring break.