IT WAS THE BEST DAY EVER.
Jun. 4th, 2008 09:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stoopbeckGuess what happened to me today?
People who live in Alabama: you know the bridge at the Prattville Exit, 179 on I-65?
WE BROKE DOWN ON IT. Our truck completely stopped and refused to move and blocked an entire lane. Then we waited for the tow truck with a totally awesome lady police officer. It was kind of crazy, because it was somewhere around ninety degrees out, and Mom and I had spent the entire day working in the sun, so more sun was most unwelcome, and we were all camped out on the side of the bridge watching the traffic go by underneath us and around us, and the whole bridge wobbled dangerously when the big trucks went past, and all in all there are better ways to spend an afternoon.
After forty-five minutes, we called the tow truck people to see if the tow truck was ever going to arrive.
Mom: Hi, uh, when will the tow truck be here?
Tow Truck Lady: Oh, we don't have any drivers.
Mom: Uh, what?
Tow Truck Lady: Yeah. So, no tow truck. I totally meant to call you and let you know, but I must have forgotten! Ha ha ha!
NO REALLY THAT IS WHAT SHE SAID. WORST EMERGENCY TOW TRUCK SERVICE EVER!!
But the totally awesome lady police officer had tow truck connections, so she put in a call for us. Eight minutes later, and we were being towed. EIGHT MINUTES.
And then when Mom and I got home and cooled off we decided that we deserved to not have to, you know, cook and stuff, so we had Moe's for dinner!
And then we went to the bookstore, which is always awesome, except the guy who rang up my purchases was all, "Do you have a discount card?!" And I was like, "No," and he asked me if I wanted to buy one, and when I said no he got all angry, and rang up my books in an angry manner, and then told me, angrily, "Well, if you had a card, you would have totally saved $5.67," like, SO THERE, and what do you say to that? (Dad had the awesome suggestion that when he said "You would have saved $5.67," I should have responded, "Yeah, but you still would have been a dickhead," WHICH WOULD HAVE BEEN AWESOME. WHY DON'T I THINK OF STUFF LIKE THAT.) And then the guy told me how stupid it was to spend all that money on graphic novels. WORST SALESMAN EVER.
So now I have sunstroke and a fever and sunburn on my face and on the backs of my arms and a headache so bad I am seeing halos around lights, BUT I HAVE DEADPOOL GRAPHIC NOVELS. GOD IS IN HIS HEAVEN AND ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD.
People who live in Alabama: you know the bridge at the Prattville Exit, 179 on I-65?
WE BROKE DOWN ON IT. Our truck completely stopped and refused to move and blocked an entire lane. Then we waited for the tow truck with a totally awesome lady police officer. It was kind of crazy, because it was somewhere around ninety degrees out, and Mom and I had spent the entire day working in the sun, so more sun was most unwelcome, and we were all camped out on the side of the bridge watching the traffic go by underneath us and around us, and the whole bridge wobbled dangerously when the big trucks went past, and all in all there are better ways to spend an afternoon.
After forty-five minutes, we called the tow truck people to see if the tow truck was ever going to arrive.
Mom: Hi, uh, when will the tow truck be here?
Tow Truck Lady: Oh, we don't have any drivers.
Mom: Uh, what?
Tow Truck Lady: Yeah. So, no tow truck. I totally meant to call you and let you know, but I must have forgotten! Ha ha ha!
NO REALLY THAT IS WHAT SHE SAID. WORST EMERGENCY TOW TRUCK SERVICE EVER!!
But the totally awesome lady police officer had tow truck connections, so she put in a call for us. Eight minutes later, and we were being towed. EIGHT MINUTES.
And then when Mom and I got home and cooled off we decided that we deserved to not have to, you know, cook and stuff, so we had Moe's for dinner!
And then we went to the bookstore, which is always awesome, except the guy who rang up my purchases was all, "Do you have a discount card?!" And I was like, "No," and he asked me if I wanted to buy one, and when I said no he got all angry, and rang up my books in an angry manner, and then told me, angrily, "Well, if you had a card, you would have totally saved $5.67," like, SO THERE, and what do you say to that? (Dad had the awesome suggestion that when he said "You would have saved $5.67," I should have responded, "Yeah, but you still would have been a dickhead," WHICH WOULD HAVE BEEN AWESOME. WHY DON'T I THINK OF STUFF LIKE THAT.) And then the guy told me how stupid it was to spend all that money on graphic novels. WORST SALESMAN EVER.
So now I have sunstroke and a fever and sunburn on my face and on the backs of my arms and a headache so bad I am seeing halos around lights, BUT I HAVE DEADPOOL GRAPHIC NOVELS. GOD IS IN HIS HEAVEN AND ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD.
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Date: 2008-06-08 01:37 am (UTC)Also, I found an IM beach towel. :D
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Date: 2008-06-08 03:37 am (UTC)Now we just need to find plushies...