Oh Spring Break! Every year you don't seem to let me down when it comes to something going screwy... This year was no exception!
The Friday started out like every other. 6:30AM wake up for Volunteering. Later that night my weekly drive up to Anoka to get my gal Erin. As always, getting annoyed with the never ending traffic, and the over played mainstream songs on the radio. Nothing can bring me back down from annoyance but some good 'ol Modest Mouse. I start to sing (terribly) 'I've got it all', as I snail crawled to my detour to dodge traffic. Exiting off the highway I snicker as I look in the rear-view at all the idled people still clenching their steering wheels in frustration.. Getting closer to my destination, I start to get a strange feeling, like something is off. Man I tell ya, karma, is no angel my friends. It is a B... if you know what I mean. Coming to a halt in the turning lane at one of THE busiest intersections in Anoka, Karma reared its ugly head! My blinkers started spazzing like an ADHD kid off ritalin! Engine did a little *putt* *putt* right before it dies. DIES! In the middle of rush hour, and did I mention it was at one of the most busiest intersections in Anoka? My mind and body go into immediate freak out mode as I frantically try to start up my car with no success. Turning on the hazards I speed dial mommy as I shrink back to being 7. Tears begin to roll as mom's cell goes to voicemail. I call home, but she's not their either.
Trying to figure out how I can get my car out of this situation, my eyes focus enough to see a mechanics shop across the intersection. Lucky me, now I just had to get it there. Two minutes later, but what felt like hours, karma decided to ease up some more as an ever handy Anoka Sheriff Squad pulled some teens over across the street from me. After dialing mom a few dozen more times to no success, I hop out and high-tail it to Mr. Hand-on-his-pistol Sheriff. I try to steady my voice as my entire body shakes like I just had 20 cups of coffee, and manage to squeak out a few words of distress. Mr. Sheriff finished up with the teens and jumped the median on his trusty steed to come rescue the damsel in distress and called in some re-enforcements for a second Mr. Sheriff to stop traffic for my little Leiha parade. We concluded that he was going to bumper push me through the intersection and right into the arms of the automotive. So I don't know about you, but I've never driven a car in neutral with literally NO brakes. After a slow push to the automotive, a little bit of damage to my already saddened car, and few of my 9 lives lost, my car came to a halt and I was safe!
Erin got dropped off a few minutes later and sweet talked our way into a free conclusion that my alternator was kaput, and also saved me $200 on getting it replaced that day. Thank you baby :)...
The moral of this story?...
- Karma sucks, cars are too fricking expensive, it definitely pays to be a girl, and although 9 times outta 10, we really don't want cops to show up. In this case, they are my life savers!~
Shout outs to all my heroes that day; Anoka 5ohh, Erin, Stace (pops), Chase (friend and car fixer-upper), my lucky star (wherever that came from), and the good 'ol automotives who didn't charge me :)...
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