Yesterday...I had flown back to Providence Tuesday night and was planning to come back here that night so I could get back into my work mode. Well...my car was dead. Why you may ask? I've been asking the same thing. It doesn't make any sense...it's a new car and I was only gone for one week and it really wasn't that cold up here. Nonetheless, it was dead. Whatever. Nothing I could do. So, Jordan and I proceed to get free food from one of the dining all things there...its not supposed to be free...if thats what you were wondering. Then, we jumped my car. Just to be safe, we drove it around. Actually, drove to the mall up there so jordan could buy new sheets? He probably peed them.
Anyyyyway...my stuff was in his car. Then transferred some of it over to mine when we got back. but NOT my suitcase. God Forbid I ever do anything smart ever in my life. Just when I thought I was getting my life together and becoming a human again...and do something like this.
I'm sure you are ITCHING with anticipation right now....
I drive back to my apartment (an hour from Providence mind you)...park in front...had scheduled an interview over the phone while driving from Providence that was to begin at 12:30 (it was 10:47 at this point)...walk around my car to get my bags out...and...OH WAIT....NOPE....NOT THERE.
FLASHBACK: Me, packing to fly back to Boston...put my apartment keys in my COAT pocket...put my COAT into my SUITCASE because its 60 DEGREES outside.
Ifso Facto...NO KEYS. That was not the problem...my mind quickly raced to...CRAP, no running shoes. I could have survived without the keys...I had work to do and I had all of the necessary items to get that work done..and would have a night class so Sarah would have been home to let me in. But...the running shoes. Not happening.
I get back in the car...Jordan reluctantly, begrudgingly obliges to drive towards me...and we meet in the middle...he gives me a mean look and my suitcase and we part ways again.
I return to where my interview is at 12:28...just to receive a voicemail that she will be 25 minutes late.
MY POINT: You get what you deserve...and in this case, You is actually ME:) And you wanna know why my car's been dead twice in the past month? Because I am stupid and have left my GPS system plugged in, in hopes that it will know where I am within 20 minutes of me entering an address....but nonetheless, thank you to Michael (who doesnt read this) for offering that as a possible reason.
2 comments:
Where are the cave chronicles morg?
its okay i am an idiot too...if you look back at some of my previous postings on your blog. I thought your beat was brighton, england. thats why i told you i was in england.....hence i am a complete moron...why would your beat be in another country? am i that dumb? maybe i am that dumb. NO the answer is I AM THAT DUMB
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