no man is an island and I'm not awesome at all

Oct 24, 2006 02:44

So the other day I was thinking. And I was thinking "I'm pretty awesome. I've been doing this apartment thing for almost 3 months with not so much as an offer of a spare roll of toilet paper from my parents or anyone else and I think I am doing quite well."

Tonight, I went to see my friend Jess play at an open mic night...however, I got there a few minutes late and pretty much missed his entire set except for 20 seconds of his last song. Awesome. But I stayed around to watch the other folks. One of wich was amazing yet cracked out, and one who wrote funny songs about old people sex and if we could all just get our heads out of our asses, we could make terrorists hold hands and sing songs.HAHA
Knowing that I will be working a good 60 hours this week, i picked a safe 10:30 for my departure to be sure I would get home for a good amout of sleep and preparation for my day tomorrow.
I get out to my car and the lights are on. "oh shit. I'm an idiot. how many times will I do this in my life?!" The car won't start. Of course. So I go back in the bar. Jess does not have jumper cables. Nor does anyone else the the surrounding area. I go up to the bartender and he says...in a sweet Irish accent "hey, how are ya?" I tell him not so good and asks if he knows where I can find some jumper cables. He says he has some, but they're at home. He then logs out of the computer, and walks out the door. A few minutes later, he returns with cables. AWESOME!!! So Jess and I go out and hook everything up between our cars aaaannnnnddd.........big fat nothing.
we wait. we try again. nothing.
nothing.
nothing. however, the crappy alarm system in my car is making my hazzard and dome light flash. I get out of the car and shut the door, and the sweet alarm system LOCKS THE DOORS!@# At this point, i began to scream and stomp like a 3 year old, and curse like a sailor. Because not only will my car not start, but my purse, cell phone, and KEYS are LOCKED INSIDE.
I use Jess's phone to call my brother, as I normally do in such emergencies. However, he does not answer.
I then call Jenn....who was at work....since she is the only person I really know who has AAA. She leaves work and comes out to be my hero. Jenn arrives and Jess leaves us to fend for ourselves.
The "rescue ranger" guy finally gets there and gets the car open in a matter of seconds. He then hooks up the battery thing and we try to start the car again, and again, and again. Nothing nothing nothing.
He then decides that the problem is the alarm system and not the battery, so he tries multiple combinations of locking and unlocking doors, chanting in arabic, and shaking gourds over the car, to no avail.
He then decides that the problem is with my little key chain beepy thinger for the alarm system, which has not worked in over a year. He says it needs a new battery.
So Jenn and I set off down the road to CVS. Where I purchase an eyeglass repair kit for $1.05. Extract the wee philips screw driver and set to work on the crusty corroded screw in the back of my keychain beepy thing.
10 minutes later, the screw is finally removed. We see the kind of battery we need. CVS has 56 varietys of battery, but of course do not have the one I need. Keep in mind that it is now about 2:00am and it's freezing balls outside.
At this point we decide to just call AAA back, have them come pick up the car and tow it off and take care of everything else later. We call, we wait. Finally, AAA guy number two shows up in the tow truck. He says "hey how are you?" I say "pretty much the worst night of my life." (which was of course a dramatic overstatement) He asked me what was wrong so I start word vomiting the story out to him. He stops me at the part where the keys got locked in the car and the alarm system was acting crazy. He then goes and gets his phone to use for a light, rips some stuff apart, basically breaks the alarm and fires the car right up!
Thank you sir, I'm glad it only took 4 hours of me hating my life to start my car.
So I get home and I'm thinking... I'm pretty much not awesome at all. I'm pretty stupid, God just takes good care of me. And no matter what I think about myself, I always need other people in my life.

i need sleep now.
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