Friday, January 30, 2009

Embarrassing Moments

So yesterday was a Thursday. Thursdays are good -- they are only one day from Friday, which means that it's the weekend. Granted, the weekend is much more exciting when you don't spend the whole thing at work, but whatever. Right now we're talking about Thursday.

So, where were we?

Ah, Thursday. Blog, Workout, Lunch, Biochem, Errands, Pediatric Bioethics. Clicking right along. And as I head to my car after the peds class, it doesn't turn on. So I assume I left my lights on -- dumb girl, left the lights on, security jumps my car. And away we go (I was following my friend/classmate to school for our other class) - only things looked...weird. There was a lot of light flickering -- and I don't know much about cars, but I was pretty sure this was what you consider NOT GOOD.

And shortly after that little revelation that DANGER! DANGER! SOMETHING IS WRONG! the car just stops. While I was attempting to drive it. Not an ideal situation you say? Why no, no it isn't I am happy to confirm for you.

So my friend and I are trying to decide what we need to do next, who to call, etc -- all without me having to miss out on our weekly tradition of drinks after class that night. Nice to see I have my priorities straight, isn't it? Also I should point out that I realized while at the hospital that someone had borrowed my jumper cables without returning them. Do I have any idea who? Of course not - I did however know that whoever had them was not at my present location. It should also be pointed out that my current location was the ghetto -- as in, don't walk around by yourself, even in the daylight, ghetto.

Being the bright girls that we are, we called school to ask if someone would just bring us some jumper cables. Resourceful, no? And several people were willing. And then my TEACHER ran past everyone in the room to come to the rescue. Oh yes, I'm not even joking.

So now we have my teacher, a very nice police man, and me standing on the corner in the ghetto while my friend ran to get a battery -- we decided that it was easier to just get a new one because blah blah car stuff blah blah the menfolk said to do that. The menfolk (who, keep in mind are my teacher and a police officer) have decided that they will just put in the battery on their own. And then they whip out this magic tool fancy wrench.

And then, upon arrival of a shiny! new! battery! and five minutes, we were good to go.

Lessons learned:
1. If you loan out your jumper cables, you should get them back. Or at least remember who you loaned them to so that you can call and make them feel guilty.

2. It pays to have nice and helpful friends who will make sure you don't die on a ghetto street corner assist you in your time of need.

3. Scary people who live under bridges can jump out and grab you if you are standing on the sidewalk. The kind police officer was sure to demonstrate to me just how this might occur (as I was standing at the end of an overpass). So, you know, alright then.

4. It is someone embarrassing to be rescued from said ghetto street corner by your teacher. Although it is clear that my teacher is a very nice man. A very nice man who carries tools, no less.

5. My big contribution to the whole thing? The police officer let me hold the flashlight for about 30 seconds while they put the battery in. Other than that I stood there and looked very out of place. The lesson in that? When it comes to cars, I make a nice decoration...which occasionally doubles as a flashlight holder.

And that was the story of my Thursday afternoon. Which I am happy to report did end with a very delicious dirty martini at happy hour after class.

The end.


Brittany said...

WOW! Sounds like something that would happen to me. Wonder if nice teacher has a CRUSH on you?! ;) haha. I kind of pictured him running towards your car, like a lifeguard in Baywatch. haha. Glad you got your martini!

Christina said...

Hey, at least is all turned out alright, and you know you have friends you can depend on.

Still, I'd be embaressed too. Make that I HAVE been embaressed, since I could tell a very similar story from about 5 years ago myself!

Anonymous said...

You do biochem?


Unknown said...

As long as you still got the sounds like a good Thursday to me! (I hope you toasted your very good friends!)

Anonymous said...

So glad it worked out! I've had to replace the battery in each of my cars about 6 months into owning them - you'd think I could do it myself, right?

Nope, I make a lovely flashlight holder like you do!

And the Dirty Martini sounds fantastic right now!

Kimberly said...

LOL! Bless your heart! Thanks goodness for kind men though, right? :)

Anonymous said...

Now, I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing with you.

As a fellow embarrassing-moments gal, this one was much appreciated! Hope all continues to work well with your car now!

Jaimee said...

LOL! The last time my car broke down, I was stuck in a line of cars during a flood...and I was pregnant and I was late for a flight...which, I did miss....Car breakdowns suck for sure...thank God for good friends, nice police officers and helpful teachers!

Arizaphale said...

Think yourself lucky that your Thursday did not end in a
$40 000(AU) NEW CAR >:-(

Do you think your teacher fancies you???

cathurynn said...

My goodness! Did the police officer actually demonstrate how you might be grabbed? Because that just makes me laugh.

I'm glad you were saved by some lovely helpful people! I would be holding the flashlight in any battery-related adventures, but I can add oil and power steering fluid to my car by myself. :)

Stacy said...

Oh, I don't think that is embarrassing at all! That kind of stuff happens to everyone on occassion. The good thing is that you had some great help to get you out of the situation. I'm sure that drink tasted good after all that!

Debbie said...

Isn't it great that there are such helpful, kind people out there? Yay for your teacher and that police officer.

Perhaps the cable-borrower is reading this and feeling sufficiently sheepish right now?

Cara said...

After all that you totally deserve a martini! I went to Cleveland Ohio one time and got lost in a not so nice area, stopped at a pizza shop to ask direction and a police officer in the shop looked at me and said "your lost". I had not even spoken yet. He then escorted me out of that area of town. Scary!

mystereiss said...

Great storytelling, Maggie! ~ Dawn