At least tell me what I did…

 SATURDAY 4/8/22 1:06AM- I managed to get a flat tire when I hit the curb which snuck up on me driving around Wheaton not knowing where I’m going couldn’t see etc. etc. I’m pretty sure that if I had a loaded gun in my possession right now, I would gladly use it. I’m sitting next to the Dairy Queen in Wheaton while two dudes are talking about I don’t know what… The earliest the tow truck will get here is 45 minutes from now.
         When I get home, I’m going to take four Trazodones. I suppose I should feel lucky that only the tire was damaged. But I don’t feel lucky, in the least. The only positive thing I can think of about this whole fucking evening is that I’m handling it as best I can under the circumstances. I WANT to cry, but I haven’t-YET.
And of course, whatever this condition that I live with is  only going to get worse.
2:09AM-The latest I repeat the latest time that the tow truck is supposed to be here is three minutes from now.
2:15AM-well it’s 215 and officially the tow truck is three minutes late They have been sending text messages,  but nothing specific…just that they’re on their way.
2:21AM-*I* Think a professional should be able to get the job done in 15 minutes give or take a minute or two I’m probably wrong about how long it WILL take
4:02-well the towing company that I called or tried to call or whatever did not respond or they didn’t get a phone call saying that I made the call-you got that?anyway, I believe that someone is coming to assist me… I could be wrong about that.
4:28AM-well I’m still waiting for somebody to show up I should cry I really should I think I’m gonna cry but so tow truck go by just a little while ago but they kept going I don’t know…
6:24AM-seven hours later than the original incident, I’m still sitting in front of Dairy Queen which doesn’t open until 1 o’clock so I walked to McDonald’s and got breakfast I guess I’ll try calling another towing company around 8 o’clock or something like that.  This really has been one of the shittiest days of my life.
10:27AM-Dianne who might not know but Linda who does now says the car won’t start unless the key is nearby well I gave up. Do you like Smith says he’s about eight minutes away… We’ll see.
If I can get a three hour nap, I’ll feel a whole lot better.I think I should be in bed by 12:30, but who knows?
The locksmith says it’ll take about 20 minutes to drill the old one out and install a new one. I don’t see where we have any choice.  the  credit card hasn’t melted yet so I think it’s still good.  6:34PM-in spite of a patch of good fortune, this is still the worst weekend in my recent life. I lost my keys and THEN I lost MY keys. Whatever I did to deserve all this must be fucking horrible; I just can’t even imagine what that was.If I knew what it was, I think I would know not to ever ever do that again.
7:11PM-I STILL think the band needs a keyboardist or a rhythm guitarist (COUGH).
10:04PM-I should be home by Eleven-I hope I can get some sleep 




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