Forums
New posts
Search forums
What's new
New posts
New profile posts
Latest activity
Internet Search
Members
Current visitors
New profile posts
Search profile posts
Log in
Register
What's new
Search
Search
Search titles only
By:
New posts
Search forums
Menu
Log in
Register
Install the app
Install
Forums
General Discussions
The Watercooler
I'm running away!!!!!!!!!!!
JavaScript is disabled. For a better experience, please enable JavaScript in your browser before proceeding.
You are using an out of date browser. It may not display this or other websites correctly.
You should upgrade or use an
alternative browser
.
Reply to thread
Message
<blockquote data-quote="flutterbee" data-source="post: 133829"><p>Two truck guy got here last night. He was very nice. Asked if it was the front two or back two tires there were flat. I said, one of each - passenger side. He said, oh you need a flat bed then. I look out the door and I said, it looks like you have a flat bed. He said, yeah, but now I have to charge you for the flat bed rate. WTF? Ok, fine. Whatever.</p><p></p><p>Puddles and Abbey are best buddies. But Abbey smells funny and Puddles is freaking out. I'm getting ready for bed last night and Abbey was at my feet as usual. Puddles comes walking in hisses, sniffs her, hisses again then smacks her. Sigh. I shoo him out of the room. Abbey gets on the bed with me. Then Puddles joins, but Abbey was at my feet and Puddles was up on the pillows. He waits a bit, I was still - I know he thinks I was asleep - he goes to the end of the bed, hisses at Abbey and smacks her again. Sigh. Then he's doing that bull-snorting thing. Makes me laugh. He thinks he's so tough, but he's such a pansy.</p><p></p><p>I was awake every half hour last night - or this morning rather - with my right arm and hand going numb. I don't know why. I wasn't sleeping on it funny. Then in case that isn't enough, the phone starts ringing off the hook. </p><p></p><p>School calls at 6am to say there is a 2 hour delay. Car place calls at 8am to let me know that my car is there (duh) and to ask what I need done. Ummm...an oil change. <img src="/community/styles/default/xenforo/smilies/Graemlins/1010hammer.gif" class="smilie" loading="lazy" alt=":hammer:" title="hammer :hammer:" data-shortname=":hammer:" /> Can you not see the two flat tires? Or how about this...does the car look lopsided to you? Of course, I don't say that. I behave like a good girl.</p><p></p><p>Neuro office calls at 8:30 to reschedule an appointment that I have to call back tomorrow and find out what we rescheduled it to cause I have no idea. Car place calls back at 9am. Both tires are popped - from the side - going to need replaced. Shocking. I already knew that. Tells me we must have hit that pothole pretty hard. I said we might have been going 25 mph. He said, well it's pretty unusual to pop them both; usually you pop the front and it jerks the car so the back tire is no longer lined up. Uh huh. Any more words of encouragement for me?</p><p></p><p>My mom comes up after work to take me to get the car. We get there a little before 4 and I still need to get gas and get to my doctor's office before 5 to have blood drawn. Get the car (after forking over $400.00), get in the car and check for my debit card so I can get gas. I don't have my debit card. easy child has it. ARGH! So, I have to go to the bank to get cash out. Not a big deal cause the bank is pretty much across the street from the car place. Except that I forget and turn the wrong way like I'm going to get gas. Have to turn around. </p><p></p><p>Get to the gas station. It's packed. Only 4 pumps and it's 10 cents cheaper than the station across the street so it was packed. I pull to the full service pump. The guy eventually makes it over to my car and I tell him to fill it up. He puts the nozzle in, walks away, comes back and asks if I'm paying cash. Yes. Walks away, comes back and asks, you wanted $20.00 worth. No, fill it up please. Ok. He goes over to fill up the other car - one of the gigantic SUV's with at least a 30 gallon tank. Fills it up, comes back to my car to discover he put the nozzle in the car, but never started pumping the gas.</p><p></p><p>Finally get out of there, get to the doctors office, get home and walk into the house and difficult child is SCREAMING at easy child.</p><p></p><p>How do I get off this ride?</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="flutterbee, post: 133829"] Two truck guy got here last night. He was very nice. Asked if it was the front two or back two tires there were flat. I said, one of each - passenger side. He said, oh you need a flat bed then. I look out the door and I said, it looks like you have a flat bed. He said, yeah, but now I have to charge you for the flat bed rate. WTF? Ok, fine. Whatever. Puddles and Abbey are best buddies. But Abbey smells funny and Puddles is freaking out. I'm getting ready for bed last night and Abbey was at my feet as usual. Puddles comes walking in hisses, sniffs her, hisses again then smacks her. Sigh. I shoo him out of the room. Abbey gets on the bed with me. Then Puddles joins, but Abbey was at my feet and Puddles was up on the pillows. He waits a bit, I was still - I know he thinks I was asleep - he goes to the end of the bed, hisses at Abbey and smacks her again. Sigh. Then he's doing that bull-snorting thing. Makes me laugh. He thinks he's so tough, but he's such a pansy. I was awake every half hour last night - or this morning rather - with my right arm and hand going numb. I don't know why. I wasn't sleeping on it funny. Then in case that isn't enough, the phone starts ringing off the hook. School calls at 6am to say there is a 2 hour delay. Car place calls at 8am to let me know that my car is there (duh) and to ask what I need done. Ummm...an oil change. :hammer: Can you not see the two flat tires? Or how about this...does the car look lopsided to you? Of course, I don't say that. I behave like a good girl. Neuro office calls at 8:30 to reschedule an appointment that I have to call back tomorrow and find out what we rescheduled it to cause I have no idea. Car place calls back at 9am. Both tires are popped - from the side - going to need replaced. Shocking. I already knew that. Tells me we must have hit that pothole pretty hard. I said we might have been going 25 mph. He said, well it's pretty unusual to pop them both; usually you pop the front and it jerks the car so the back tire is no longer lined up. Uh huh. Any more words of encouragement for me? My mom comes up after work to take me to get the car. We get there a little before 4 and I still need to get gas and get to my doctor's office before 5 to have blood drawn. Get the car (after forking over $400.00), get in the car and check for my debit card so I can get gas. I don't have my debit card. easy child has it. ARGH! So, I have to go to the bank to get cash out. Not a big deal cause the bank is pretty much across the street from the car place. Except that I forget and turn the wrong way like I'm going to get gas. Have to turn around. Get to the gas station. It's packed. Only 4 pumps and it's 10 cents cheaper than the station across the street so it was packed. I pull to the full service pump. The guy eventually makes it over to my car and I tell him to fill it up. He puts the nozzle in, walks away, comes back and asks if I'm paying cash. Yes. Walks away, comes back and asks, you wanted $20.00 worth. No, fill it up please. Ok. He goes over to fill up the other car - one of the gigantic SUV's with at least a 30 gallon tank. Fills it up, comes back to my car to discover he put the nozzle in the car, but never started pumping the gas. Finally get out of there, get to the doctors office, get home and walk into the house and difficult child is SCREAMING at easy child. How do I get off this ride? [/QUOTE]
Insert quotes…
Verification
Post reply
Forums
General Discussions
The Watercooler
I'm running away!!!!!!!!!!!
Top