Motherfucking fuck. I drove an hour to see a movie by itself but, hi, it was Godzilla Rifftrax so I didn’t even hesitate! There were technical difficulties so it started really late so they gave us refunds and free passes! And, of course, Godzilla was amazing. I’m going to use my pass in a couple of months when they do Rifftrax for Anaconda! So, yeah, my night was great. Then…
I’m heading home on the freeway and boom my tire blows out. Okay, it sucks but it’s not a huge deal, I have AAA. Except my phone battery is dead. And I don’t have a car charger. FUCK FUCK FUCK. I spend almost an hour trying to flag down a car so I can beg to use their cell to make a call. Not a single person pulls over. I’m in the middle of nowhere and am panicking because I have no clue what to do. I make the very poor decision to drive on the flat, figuring I’m bound to hit a gas station or something in a couple of miles. 10 motherfucking miles later, still nothing. I know I’ve fucked up my rim and the brakes aren’t working so I stop again.
Once again I attempt to flag down a car. After 30 or 40 minutes of being ignored, a cop pulls over. He lets me use his phone and I call for AAA to send a tow truck. It’s supposed to be there in 45 minutes. An hour and 1/2 later… I’d totally dozed off. He takes my car to the mechanic’s lot and asks if I have someone coming to pick me up. It’s after 2am so I say, no, I’ll just sleep in my car until they open. Turns out that’s not allowed so he ends up taking me home himself.
I am so fucked, you guys. And am dreading the call from the mechanics. HEY I GUESS I SHOULD BUY A CAR CHARGER, HUH.
I finished up all the training and background and reference checks so I can start volunteering at the domestic violence center. Um, once I have transportation. I’m looking forward to it and they’re looking forward to having someone who says things such as, “Feel free to give me the mind-numbing, monotonous work…I’m good at it!”
Housewarming gift from Katy!!
Gratuitous cat photo!