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Jan 29, 2007 19:35

This day got off to a comical start. It would have been funnier if it hadn't been happening to me. But you just have to laugh when things go awry. I woke up late. We set the alarm to a horrible radio station instead of a beep. This morning the alarm was going off, there just wasn't any sound. Dead air. Not even crackles. I jump up and call work. I scramble to get ready and head out the door. My car looks pink. It is covered with ice. I try to scrape the ice off the windshield but it's not working. I try the wipers. The wiper fluid is frozen. I go back in the house and get a pitcher of water. Just as I am pouring it over the windshield, I step in one of those @#%$^ crawfish holes and lose my balance. I end up very wet. It's 25 degrees outside and I'm wet. I don't have time to go change. I open the car door to grab a towel and watch helplessly as my coffee cup jumps out of the cup holder in an almost cartoon fashion. It smacks the ground hard and spews coffee everywhere.

I manage to get going and I look at my gas gauge. I start freaking out. It was almost on empty. I'm giving myself grief about not having put gas in the car the other day. I could have sworn I had gas. I put the Netflix movie in the car with the intention of putting in the mailbox on my way out. I remembered when it was too late to turn around. The gas station closest to the house was swamped. I go to the station at the next exit. The card reader is busted on the only available pump. I run in to pay cash and have to wait in line. I grabbed a Monster to replace the coffee I dropped. Traffic moved below speed limit all the way in to town. I never saw a wreck. I have no idea what the problem was. About halfway to work, my gas gauge decides to start working again - I had gas all along!

I found a note at work from a detective (with a name I didn't recognize) asking for surveillance footage with approximate time on it. I ask my co-worker what that was all about. He said someone got robbed at gun point in our parking lot last night. Oh goodie. Just lovely. When I was leaving work, I saw a detective I know walking up with a female. She was the one who left me the note. We talked for a little bit, gave them what they wanted, and I left. I went to pick up the tickets for Cirque du Soleil. What a pain in the ass. But I now have them in my hand so it's all good.

As I turned on our little road, I noticed our mailbox was left open. I stopped to check the mail and close the lid. Junk. I turned to walk back to the car and busted my ass. I couldn't do it when I was on the dirt part. No, I had to smack the ice cold pavement. I was laying down and Mark called. I was in pain but I thought it was all due to something else. I totally forgot about falling down! I remember it now though! Man, my back, hip, and leg are throbbing.

I think I'm going to be early tonight and hope for a better tomorrow.

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