aigh
I was at Walmart in Cottage Grove until nine this morning, finally bought chains, screwed up my courage and told Boss to tell the residents I loved them, and tried to drive out of the parking lot. Then I pulled into the Chevron next door and got so far as shaking the chains out into the ground when the gas attendant and some other guy, both of them rednecks, helped me put them on. God bless rednecks, you can always count on them to help someone standing around looking female and helpless.
Then I somehow, in my fear-induced daze, got on the ROSEBURG exit instead of the EUGENE exit, had to drive through Cottage Grove and thence to Eugene at about thirty miles an hour.
I, uh, may actually be staying here tonight. orz
Then I somehow, in my fear-induced daze, got on the ROSEBURG exit instead of the EUGENE exit, had to drive through Cottage Grove and thence to Eugene at about thirty miles an hour.
I, uh, may actually be staying here tonight. orz