Post by tangentgirl on Aug 8, 2008 9:16:09 GMT -5
I'm still a little miffed about the lack of help I received last night when I came out to my car and realized my car wouldn't start. No lights were left on or anything. I hoped it was my battery. (I still hope it's just my battery... I'll find out soon enough.)
I have a 45 minute drive home from work. I knew I wasn't going to get someone to drive me all the way home, but I figured that someone might volunteer to help me jump start my car. NOPE!
Of course, my car is parked inconviently for a jump start... with cars on either side of it belonging to who knows who. My jumper cables are fairly long - maybe they'd reach across the median thing in front of my car. I doubted it, but maybe. I got out my cables and attached them and stretched them to see if it would be possible. Nope!
Okay... I go into work and let it be known that my car won't start and I'm going to have to push my car out of the parking spot to get a jump. I have cables, can anyone help me.
**** (insert sound of crickets here) ***
For a minute I curse my luck of not being hot and skinny. There are certain advantages to being beautiful. Getting out of speeding tickets, make more tips, and have men falling over themselves to show how manly they are by changing a car battery for you.
Finally this guy says, if you have cables, you can use my car. SCORE, right? WRONG! He throws me his keys. I reiterate the putting my car in neutral and having to push it thing. Doesn't care. An Angel answers my prayers though and one of the cars next to me is backing out.
Long story short. It takes me forever to figure out how to get his seat back, lights on, etc... I finally get the kid's car next to mine. Try to jump my car and not having luck. Go back in and hope to heck that there is a flashlight somewhere. I finally can tell how to get his battery cover off and which end is positive/negative --- it's super corroded.
An HOUR later from when I discovered my car wouldn't start. I'm on my way home.
Now I have to go and buy a battery. Later. I'm sure a movie mark fan would have offered help!
I have a 45 minute drive home from work. I knew I wasn't going to get someone to drive me all the way home, but I figured that someone might volunteer to help me jump start my car. NOPE!
Of course, my car is parked inconviently for a jump start... with cars on either side of it belonging to who knows who. My jumper cables are fairly long - maybe they'd reach across the median thing in front of my car. I doubted it, but maybe. I got out my cables and attached them and stretched them to see if it would be possible. Nope!
Okay... I go into work and let it be known that my car won't start and I'm going to have to push my car out of the parking spot to get a jump. I have cables, can anyone help me.
**** (insert sound of crickets here) ***
For a minute I curse my luck of not being hot and skinny. There are certain advantages to being beautiful. Getting out of speeding tickets, make more tips, and have men falling over themselves to show how manly they are by changing a car battery for you.
Finally this guy says, if you have cables, you can use my car. SCORE, right? WRONG! He throws me his keys. I reiterate the putting my car in neutral and having to push it thing. Doesn't care. An Angel answers my prayers though and one of the cars next to me is backing out.
Long story short. It takes me forever to figure out how to get his seat back, lights on, etc... I finally get the kid's car next to mine. Try to jump my car and not having luck. Go back in and hope to heck that there is a flashlight somewhere. I finally can tell how to get his battery cover off and which end is positive/negative --- it's super corroded.
An HOUR later from when I discovered my car wouldn't start. I'm on my way home.
Now I have to go and buy a battery. Later. I'm sure a movie mark fan would have offered help!