Friends- Or the lack there of.
Last night around 3:25 I was returning to Macon from Atlanta. As I turned off of the interstate, my front left tire decided to spontaneously fail. The rapid loss of pressuer send me into a flat skid barreling sideways for a curb. I knew that my Jeep would certainly flip when it hit the curb, as it was already on two wheels. I quickly turned into the skid, jumped the curb and blew out the tire.
So now, I'm stuck by the side of the road it's 3:30, I have a spare tire, but my jack sucks. I call my friend Logan, one of my few real friends it seems. Logan is horrified by my predicament and quickly offers to drive from Atlanta to assist me. Tempted as I am to accept his kind offer, I know that it's not one I can reasonably ask, besides, I have lots of friends at Mercer who will certainly be willing to drive to Riverside to pick me up or help me change a tire.
First, I call my cousin Jack. Certainly my cousin will come to my coaid! "ring.......ring.......ring" no answer. I decide to call Kellen, certainly Kellen will come save me! I call him "ring.........ring.........ring......ring.......ring" no answer. Well I'll call my room-mate Jacob! Certainly a room-mate will come to my aid! "ring..........ring..........ring...... hello?" Yes! I was overjoyed at last help was coming to me! "Dude, I've just been in a wreck, will you come and get me." He responds, "Yeah man, where are you?" I tell him and he dashes off! So I'm standing here in the freezing wind awaiting the arrival of Jacob. Twenty minutes later the phone rings, "Dude, my car won't start."
But that's alright, I still have more friends! So I call Jeff, my room-mate since freshman year. My self proclaimed "buddy" whose always asking me for favors and such. He answers, and I say, "Dude, I've just been in a wreck will you come help me out!" He responds with, "I don't have access to my car right now, I'm at (someone's) house. Can you call someone else!" By this point I'm getting rather flustered! I would have dropped a date with a supermodel chess master to go save these guys! I think of calling John knowing that he at least will come stand next to me and moan about how cold it is, but remember that he is out of town. So I call Loretta. I don't really know Loretta that well, but I assumed, foolishly, that people were like me and anyone that called them at 3 in the morning needing some assistance would recieve it! She agrees to come get me and to call me when she gets close. After about 25 minutes she calls back and asks if I can call someone else.
At this point, Logan, my true friend, calls me and asks once more if he can come and get me. I tell him that that's crazy and that I'll just try to use a compressed glue air can to fix it. I walk, in the cold, in a coat and tie, to the BP. As I enter the clerk dares to ask if I'm having a good day. When he sees the fix-a-flat and the tie he immediately says, "I guess you're day's not so hot." Turns out there was a massive hole in my tire so the fix a flat did absolutely nothing beneficial.
Finally, I'm just lonely and really need someone to have some pity on me. I call Cheyenne, who doesn't answer. After another twenty minutes or so, I call her again and this time recieve a text message which says simply, "Bloody Hell." I text her that I've been in a wreck and she immediately calls and comes to get me. I don't really know where she was but it took her quite a long time to appear, well at least it seemed that way because it was freezing cold and I was alone in the dark by the side of the highway. Finally, she shows up with a flashlight and I beign trying to jack up my jeep to change the tire. My lame jack fails and nearly drops the vehichle on me. So it's off to wal-mart. I purchase a set of screw drives to remove my hubcap and a replacement jack. This second jack works fine until it become jammed underneatht the vehichle, in order to get it un-jammed I was forced to break it. Therefore, it was back to wal-mart for yet another jack! Finally, I concluded that there was simply no way that I was going to raise the vehichle high enough without blocks of some sort, so it was time to admit defeat and call home.
Cheyenne sat with me all night and helped me fight against my failing car, the weather, and my own ill temper. Logan was always on hand and willing to assist me. The rest of you guys, except maybe those who didn't answer their phone are just lame! Jacob, is maybe not quite so lame, his car at least didn't work, he merely lacked the creativity to find a path around this obstruction. Jeff, was simply not a friend. Loretta, I don't really blame, she didn't know me that well, but I will accuse her of being kind of evil. If she'd called me I would have gone to get her.
So, for the next few days I'm going to be re-evaluating my friendships with you guys, if I run up and break your nose or decorate your room with profain sayings in ducktape you'll know how I feel about you. When someone calls for help, you help them, I don't care if you're busy. I would have come to help anyone who asked me! Those of you specifically mentioned for hatred here, however, I will probably never assist! I guess I really would rather be alone all the time than be friends with people who act the way I've seen folks act over the past few hours. I returned to campus this morning at around 9:45. I owe this entirely to my family, and the only friend whose ever really given a (use your favorite here) about me. If you feel bad about abandoning me by the side of the road, you probably should!
So now, I'm stuck by the side of the road it's 3:30, I have a spare tire, but my jack sucks. I call my friend Logan, one of my few real friends it seems. Logan is horrified by my predicament and quickly offers to drive from Atlanta to assist me. Tempted as I am to accept his kind offer, I know that it's not one I can reasonably ask, besides, I have lots of friends at Mercer who will certainly be willing to drive to Riverside to pick me up or help me change a tire.
First, I call my cousin Jack. Certainly my cousin will come to my coaid! "ring.......ring.......ring" no answer. I decide to call Kellen, certainly Kellen will come save me! I call him "ring.........ring.........ring......ring.......ring" no answer. Well I'll call my room-mate Jacob! Certainly a room-mate will come to my aid! "ring..........ring..........ring...... hello?" Yes! I was overjoyed at last help was coming to me! "Dude, I've just been in a wreck, will you come and get me." He responds, "Yeah man, where are you?" I tell him and he dashes off! So I'm standing here in the freezing wind awaiting the arrival of Jacob. Twenty minutes later the phone rings, "Dude, my car won't start."
But that's alright, I still have more friends! So I call Jeff, my room-mate since freshman year. My self proclaimed "buddy" whose always asking me for favors and such. He answers, and I say, "Dude, I've just been in a wreck will you come help me out!" He responds with, "I don't have access to my car right now, I'm at (someone's) house. Can you call someone else!" By this point I'm getting rather flustered! I would have dropped a date with a supermodel chess master to go save these guys! I think of calling John knowing that he at least will come stand next to me and moan about how cold it is, but remember that he is out of town. So I call Loretta. I don't really know Loretta that well, but I assumed, foolishly, that people were like me and anyone that called them at 3 in the morning needing some assistance would recieve it! She agrees to come get me and to call me when she gets close. After about 25 minutes she calls back and asks if I can call someone else.
At this point, Logan, my true friend, calls me and asks once more if he can come and get me. I tell him that that's crazy and that I'll just try to use a compressed glue air can to fix it. I walk, in the cold, in a coat and tie, to the BP. As I enter the clerk dares to ask if I'm having a good day. When he sees the fix-a-flat and the tie he immediately says, "I guess you're day's not so hot." Turns out there was a massive hole in my tire so the fix a flat did absolutely nothing beneficial.
Finally, I'm just lonely and really need someone to have some pity on me. I call Cheyenne, who doesn't answer. After another twenty minutes or so, I call her again and this time recieve a text message which says simply, "Bloody Hell." I text her that I've been in a wreck and she immediately calls and comes to get me. I don't really know where she was but it took her quite a long time to appear, well at least it seemed that way because it was freezing cold and I was alone in the dark by the side of the highway. Finally, she shows up with a flashlight and I beign trying to jack up my jeep to change the tire. My lame jack fails and nearly drops the vehichle on me. So it's off to wal-mart. I purchase a set of screw drives to remove my hubcap and a replacement jack. This second jack works fine until it become jammed underneatht the vehichle, in order to get it un-jammed I was forced to break it. Therefore, it was back to wal-mart for yet another jack! Finally, I concluded that there was simply no way that I was going to raise the vehichle high enough without blocks of some sort, so it was time to admit defeat and call home.
Cheyenne sat with me all night and helped me fight against my failing car, the weather, and my own ill temper. Logan was always on hand and willing to assist me. The rest of you guys, except maybe those who didn't answer their phone are just lame! Jacob, is maybe not quite so lame, his car at least didn't work, he merely lacked the creativity to find a path around this obstruction. Jeff, was simply not a friend. Loretta, I don't really blame, she didn't know me that well, but I will accuse her of being kind of evil. If she'd called me I would have gone to get her.
So, for the next few days I'm going to be re-evaluating my friendships with you guys, if I run up and break your nose or decorate your room with profain sayings in ducktape you'll know how I feel about you. When someone calls for help, you help them, I don't care if you're busy. I would have come to help anyone who asked me! Those of you specifically mentioned for hatred here, however, I will probably never assist! I guess I really would rather be alone all the time than be friends with people who act the way I've seen folks act over the past few hours. I returned to campus this morning at around 9:45. I owe this entirely to my family, and the only friend whose ever really given a (use your favorite here) about me. If you feel bad about abandoning me by the side of the road, you probably should!