an adventure in carland
Monday was slated as a busy day. School 'til 10:50, work at 11:00, off work at 7:30 and an 8:00 hometeaching apointment... So I took the car.
I try hard not take the car. Cars don't burn calories and make you feel better about yourself (if a bit funky smelling) they burn gas and make you broke.
Yet they can help you out in a pinch.
However, I have been taking the car more than I really need to lately and I am truing to cut back.
Now, dad had used the car over the weekend to head down to Pleasanton, so monday morning it was pretty low on gas. I didn't notice that little factoid until after class while headed to work... the gage was below "E".
David is careful not to let the gage go below "E"
But, I should be able to get to work and after work I can get some gas less then a block from the hotel.
On Exposition I can feel the engine lurch thirstily... only a few blocks I should be fine.
As I turn onto Hurley I feel it again... I'll cut through TGI Friday's parking lot and If it dies I can leave it there walk the last block or so to work and call in some back up.
Easy does it and I'm back on Howe.
I am on fumes as I pull in at work but hey, gas station is right there so no problem.
After work I head out to the car. Problem
I turn the ignition. It coughs once. Nothing.
Matt says he has no gas can. Jeff has already gone home. Hmmm.
In the hotel there is a long term guest who works at a construction site just across from the hotel. I knock on his door and ask if he has access to an empty gas can I could borrow. We walk over to the jobsite and he grabs a three gallon gas can heads back to the car puts all three gallons in the tank and tells me not to worry about it.
Awesome.
However, it is now 8:10. if you look up at the days itinerary you will note that I am now 10 min. late to hometeach Megan at the stake center. I make a series of calls as I drive. (MAYBE cell phones aren't so bad after all... but then again nobody is answering theirs so maybe they are.) Eventually I ring the stake center and discover Family Home Evening is still running, it should be wrapping up about the time I get there. I take a deep breath and enjoy the light show in the sky. Thunder and Lightning all over the place it was pretty and places another point firmly on the side of cars.
I home teach Megan and Crystle Miller. The lesson goes well, I am not C$s home teacher but she says she hasn't been visited since I switched her from Jason to decaf, so I oblige her. Afterwards I head to the gas station. $1.87 a gallon, hey I like to bike in the rain.
I try hard not take the car. Cars don't burn calories and make you feel better about yourself (if a bit funky smelling) they burn gas and make you broke.
Yet they can help you out in a pinch.
However, I have been taking the car more than I really need to lately and I am truing to cut back.
Now, dad had used the car over the weekend to head down to Pleasanton, so monday morning it was pretty low on gas. I didn't notice that little factoid until after class while headed to work... the gage was below "E".
David is careful not to let the gage go below "E"
But, I should be able to get to work and after work I can get some gas less then a block from the hotel.
On Exposition I can feel the engine lurch thirstily... only a few blocks I should be fine.
As I turn onto Hurley I feel it again... I'll cut through TGI Friday's parking lot and If it dies I can leave it there walk the last block or so to work and call in some back up.
Easy does it and I'm back on Howe.
I am on fumes as I pull in at work but hey, gas station is right there so no problem.
After work I head out to the car. Problem
I turn the ignition. It coughs once. Nothing.
Matt says he has no gas can. Jeff has already gone home. Hmmm.
In the hotel there is a long term guest who works at a construction site just across from the hotel. I knock on his door and ask if he has access to an empty gas can I could borrow. We walk over to the jobsite and he grabs a three gallon gas can heads back to the car puts all three gallons in the tank and tells me not to worry about it.
Awesome.
However, it is now 8:10. if you look up at the days itinerary you will note that I am now 10 min. late to hometeach Megan at the stake center. I make a series of calls as I drive. (MAYBE cell phones aren't so bad after all... but then again nobody is answering theirs so maybe they are.) Eventually I ring the stake center and discover Family Home Evening is still running, it should be wrapping up about the time I get there. I take a deep breath and enjoy the light show in the sky. Thunder and Lightning all over the place it was pretty and places another point firmly on the side of cars.
I home teach Megan and Crystle Miller. The lesson goes well, I am not C$s home teacher but she says she hasn't been visited since I switched her from Jason to decaf, so I oblige her. Afterwards I head to the gas station. $1.87 a gallon, hey I like to bike in the rain.
posted by a.lost.boy | 12:09 AM
2 Comments:
first of all - it's CrystAL not CrystLE ;) next sorry about not answering, I saw it ringing and didn't bother to go see who it was. :D
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