I could just spit!
Jan. 31st, 2005 02:16 pmSo my car broke down Saturday night, we've gone over that, right? I towed it to the shop, arranged to be there when they opened at 8am this morning (which was a feat, let me tell you. Especially when I should be in the middle of my f'cking REM sleep at that time. I ended up being awake a good 23 hours straight for that one.) I explain what had happened, getting the tow etc, hand over my keys and head home to pass out. And then I get a call around 1:30...
"So, you dropped off your keys this morning, right? When's the tow truck supposed to get here with your car?"
ARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG!
I kindly told them again that it was sitting right outside in their parking lot, though if I'd been more awake I'm sure it would have been a much more... interesting discussion. And now I'm back to where I was 6 hours ago, waiting for them to so much as look at my car. *head desk*
"So, you dropped off your keys this morning, right? When's the tow truck supposed to get here with your car?"
ARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGG!
I kindly told them again that it was sitting right outside in their parking lot, though if I'd been more awake I'm sure it would have been a much more... interesting discussion. And now I'm back to where I was 6 hours ago, waiting for them to so much as look at my car. *head desk*
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Date: 2005-01-31 10:21 pm (UTC)