Monday, November 27, 2006
Tuesday, November 21, 2006
Cars are jerks...
One of my friends called me the other day. She has cancer. Thyroid cancer.
She's not dying or anything. She's going to be fine. But she asked me to help her out for a couple days while she was in surgery. So Monday night I babysat and helped her husband out while she was staying the night at the hospital.
They have a paper route to help earn a little extra money. They get up REALLY early in the morning to take off for this morning indevor. I went to watch the girls while David left for the paper route.
I felt it best not to stay the night so I arrived EARLY in the morning. Earlier then I should have. I didn't want to wake up David so early in the morning so I stayed out in my car for a half an hour (which is how early I got there).
I was driving my mom's car. It's a Prius and if anyone knows what a Prius is like they are VERY quite. Almost too quite. You're not even sure if the engine is on. Which makes sleeping very easy to do.
So while I was sleeping I all of a sudden hear this loud noise. I shoot up from my reclined position and look around expecting too see someone bouncing on my car and trying to get in. (It isn't the best of neighborhoods where my friends live).
I see no one around and look down at my car which is purring loudly. I realized I accidently hit the gas peddle in my sleep.
I give the car a dirty look and with a mind that is mostly asleep except for the little part of the brain that is perfectly aware that I just embarrassed myself is say to the car, "Jerk." Laid back down and went to sleep.
She's not dying or anything. She's going to be fine. But she asked me to help her out for a couple days while she was in surgery. So Monday night I babysat and helped her husband out while she was staying the night at the hospital.
They have a paper route to help earn a little extra money. They get up REALLY early in the morning to take off for this morning indevor. I went to watch the girls while David left for the paper route.
I felt it best not to stay the night so I arrived EARLY in the morning. Earlier then I should have. I didn't want to wake up David so early in the morning so I stayed out in my car for a half an hour (which is how early I got there).
I was driving my mom's car. It's a Prius and if anyone knows what a Prius is like they are VERY quite. Almost too quite. You're not even sure if the engine is on. Which makes sleeping very easy to do.
So while I was sleeping I all of a sudden hear this loud noise. I shoot up from my reclined position and look around expecting too see someone bouncing on my car and trying to get in. (It isn't the best of neighborhoods where my friends live).
I see no one around and look down at my car which is purring loudly. I realized I accidently hit the gas peddle in my sleep.
I give the car a dirty look and with a mind that is mostly asleep except for the little part of the brain that is perfectly aware that I just embarrassed myself is say to the car, "Jerk." Laid back down and went to sleep.
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