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tsukinofaerii) wrote2010-12-10 09:54 pm
tsukinofaerii) wrote2010-12-10 09:54 pm
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For want of a nail
All that stuff I posted earlier about how it sucks that my car is broken.
Ignore it. It is amazing that my car broke down when it did. Yes, I will be singing a different tune when the bill comes in, but for now, I'm thrilled. A bunch of horrible dominoes toppled against each other, and resulted in a Good Thing.
Okay, here's how the day went, and tell me if this isn't a damn miracle.
My car broke on the way to work. Previously, we've had a GM motor club thing that would handle towing, but I didn't have the card. So I called a cousin, who had an older card, and was on the way in to our workplace. Because it was an older card, I didn't call in the tow truck ASAP—I just went to work, with plans to call my aunt and make sure the policy number was still the same.
I called, and called, and called, and no one answered. Finally, around 3:30PM, I just gave up and called the motor club. Shock, it turned out to be an expired policy. :| $80 for a tow, and I'd have to be there with my key. Of course, I said schedule it for after 5:00PM, when I got off work. Cousin would drive me, and the car was close. It would barely be out of the way.
Around 4:15 I got a call from the tow company. Where was I, they asked. Apparently, no one had given them the "After 5" message. So they canceled the pick up, and told me to just call the motor club back before I left work, so there wouldn't be another mix-up.
At 4:50 I called the club back and was put on what felt like an eternal sort of hold. They were having phone problems! Eventually, I was able to arrange a tow, but it would be later (around 5:30). Then Cousin and I went to see if we could sell her textbooks at a local retailer (since the campus bookstore was stocked up), but those lines were huge and so we just turned around and left. She also needed to stop by the bank after we took care of the tow. On our way back to where my car was parked, we ran into heavy traffic, and as a result were about 15 minutes late. Tow truck guy was nice, though, and so my car was handled.
Finally, we went to run her errands. At a red light at exactly 6:23 at a busy crossroad that we usually never would have been at, except that it was the most direct route from Car to Bank, we saw a tiny dog dart into heavy traffic. I immediately hopped out as the light turned green, and I must have startled the poor thing, because the dog saw me and ran the other way, back out of traffic and into a churchyard. While my cousin did an emergency turn into a parking lot, I kicked off my heels and chased after, eventually getting it cornered and caught.
The doggy is an elderly chihuahua, and looks both purebred and elderly. He has a collar, but no tags, and was near frozen with cold. Tomorrow we're going to take him to see if he's microchipped, and if not then he'll go to a shelter with strict instructions to call us if his owners do not show. There aren't any no-kill shelters nearby, so we'll take him in if his family doesn't find him. He's shy, but sweet, and seems to be good with other animals.
TL;DR, 1) if my car hadn't broken down, 2) if I'd had my GM motor club card, 3)if I'd been able to get ahold of Mary, 4) if the tow truck scheduling hadn't screwed up, 6) if the bookstore had been willing to take my cousin's book and 7) if traffic had been lighter, a little doggy would have probably been dead tonight. Instead he's warm and curled up under a wrap in my comfy chair with me.
Nearly Roadkill.
Ignore it. It is amazing that my car broke down when it did. Yes, I will be singing a different tune when the bill comes in, but for now, I'm thrilled. A bunch of horrible dominoes toppled against each other, and resulted in a Good Thing.
Okay, here's how the day went, and tell me if this isn't a damn miracle.
My car broke on the way to work. Previously, we've had a GM motor club thing that would handle towing, but I didn't have the card. So I called a cousin, who had an older card, and was on the way in to our workplace. Because it was an older card, I didn't call in the tow truck ASAP—I just went to work, with plans to call my aunt and make sure the policy number was still the same.
I called, and called, and called, and no one answered. Finally, around 3:30PM, I just gave up and called the motor club. Shock, it turned out to be an expired policy. :| $80 for a tow, and I'd have to be there with my key. Of course, I said schedule it for after 5:00PM, when I got off work. Cousin would drive me, and the car was close. It would barely be out of the way.
Around 4:15 I got a call from the tow company. Where was I, they asked. Apparently, no one had given them the "After 5" message. So they canceled the pick up, and told me to just call the motor club back before I left work, so there wouldn't be another mix-up.
At 4:50 I called the club back and was put on what felt like an eternal sort of hold. They were having phone problems! Eventually, I was able to arrange a tow, but it would be later (around 5:30). Then Cousin and I went to see if we could sell her textbooks at a local retailer (since the campus bookstore was stocked up), but those lines were huge and so we just turned around and left. She also needed to stop by the bank after we took care of the tow. On our way back to where my car was parked, we ran into heavy traffic, and as a result were about 15 minutes late. Tow truck guy was nice, though, and so my car was handled.
Finally, we went to run her errands. At a red light at exactly 6:23 at a busy crossroad that we usually never would have been at, except that it was the most direct route from Car to Bank, we saw a tiny dog dart into heavy traffic. I immediately hopped out as the light turned green, and I must have startled the poor thing, because the dog saw me and ran the other way, back out of traffic and into a churchyard. While my cousin did an emergency turn into a parking lot, I kicked off my heels and chased after, eventually getting it cornered and caught.
The doggy is an elderly chihuahua, and looks both purebred and elderly. He has a collar, but no tags, and was near frozen with cold. Tomorrow we're going to take him to see if he's microchipped, and if not then he'll go to a shelter with strict instructions to call us if his owners do not show. There aren't any no-kill shelters nearby, so we'll take him in if his family doesn't find him. He's shy, but sweet, and seems to be good with other animals.
TL;DR, 1) if my car hadn't broken down, 2) if I'd had my GM motor club card, 3)if I'd been able to get ahold of Mary, 4) if the tow truck scheduling hadn't screwed up, 6) if the bookstore had been willing to take my cousin's book and 7) if traffic had been lighter, a little doggy would have probably been dead tonight. Instead he's warm and curled up under a wrap in my comfy chair with me.
Nearly Roadkill.
