Well I’ll never say again that nothing interesting ever happens to me. After moving to NY, within the last year, I had the whirlwind relationship, got ditched, the dog got skunked, my place flooded for a month, the dog ran off, I got stood up twice by my ex, and met my first stripper. But this tops it all.
Saturday this huge snowstorm blows over fifteen inches of snow into New York. But it stops, the roads were plowed, and I decide I was tired of being cooped up and had errands to run. So I take the car out. Fifteen minutes later, the car skids, does a 180, and slams the passenger side into the curb. It didn’t look good; so I do what any stereotypical girl does…I call a guy for help. In this case, the only guy I know in NY is my ex. So I’m on the phone describing the damage, “both hubcaps on the right side of the car are cracked and missing pieces. Do you think I can still drive? Oh wait! I think I hear air hissing out of the back wheel… Do know how to change a wheel…..yes please come out.”
Then I realize that I looked like complete s#!&. Excuse the censored language, but it’s the only way to truly describe me. I didn’t think I’d run into anyone I knew, so I was wearing old baggy clothes from discount stores, glasses, no make-up, hair in a rat nest bun. No one ever wants to look bad in front of their ex, but I never carry around anything to make me look better. So there was nothing I could do.
The ex shows up, and he thinks my car is OK to drive, after all he’ll be right behind me. Even though I’m skeptical, I get in the car and drive about two feet, before he starts honking at me. I get out and see the back wheel. It’s tilted inward, not even standing up straight. Ouch. Don't worry my life gets even better. While the ex is getting the jack out to check out the wheel, the channel 12 news van pulls up. They pull out a camera and want an interview. I ask for a make-up artist… Ok it’s bad enough to look like crap in front of your ex. It’s ten times worse to look like crap in front of public television. I didn’t get my make-up artist, but gave them the interview. I was too tired to protest. But I guess that’s what reporters do, offer no help, suck up your misery and broadcast it, so others who know you can laugh.
Yep the next day, my grinning second-line manager stops by my cube and says “So what happened? I saw you on TV yesterday. I see this car with the tire all bent, and then suddenly your face flashes up on the screen. It was the highlight of my day. What the were you doing driving anyway?” I was hoping I didn’t make the cut. *_*
Well after the news van left, I called roadside service and my auto insurance. I’ll be paying out a bit for the deductibles, but the car will get fixed. The rental I have is a Ford Escort, which rattles, so I’m driving much slower despite any weather conditions. The body shop called me today. Apparently I snapped the rear control arm, the suspension is shot, I’ll be getting two new tires, etc. Luckily I survived with out any major injuries and will just be going to chiropractor a few times. But hey that’s life. We’ll see how the rest of this year turns out.
Tuesday, January 25, 2005
Saturday, January 22, 2005
Do you believe in Cupid?
I am doubting that love truly exists. At least the romantic love, which all Americans hype up, where if you love someone enough, you’ll try to make it work and because you love them things do work out. The idea is that you’d rather be with them, than be alone and/or with someone else. You care enough about their feelings to compromise.
My friend, who just got married three months ago, can’t seem to have a conversation with her husband without arguing, even when they try not to. I’ve had two friends break off their engagements. Several parents of my friends and my own, argue a lot. A couple parents even got divorced, now that the kids are no longer there. I had my first “real” relationship within the past year, and now I’m really just friends with my ex, even though we still like each other.
I’ve seen relationship issues in the past. But that was in school and weren’t serious relationships…plus those relationships weren’t mine. I always thought that once we were past that phase of our lives, we would find someone who we would really love, get married, and live happily ever after….if we wound up with the right person.
I wonder if people are so individualistic that it in the long it never works out, and there really isn’t a "right" person. And that the only reason people stay together is because of some need that has nothing to do with love, like a desire for kids, financial support, cultural values, or the fear of being alone.
Am I starting to doubt something that exists but is just hard to find? Or am I just growing up and becoming more realistic about life?
My friend, who just got married three months ago, can’t seem to have a conversation with her husband without arguing, even when they try not to. I’ve had two friends break off their engagements. Several parents of my friends and my own, argue a lot. A couple parents even got divorced, now that the kids are no longer there. I had my first “real” relationship within the past year, and now I’m really just friends with my ex, even though we still like each other.
I’ve seen relationship issues in the past. But that was in school and weren’t serious relationships…plus those relationships weren’t mine. I always thought that once we were past that phase of our lives, we would find someone who we would really love, get married, and live happily ever after….if we wound up with the right person.
I wonder if people are so individualistic that it in the long it never works out, and there really isn’t a "right" person. And that the only reason people stay together is because of some need that has nothing to do with love, like a desire for kids, financial support, cultural values, or the fear of being alone.
Am I starting to doubt something that exists but is just hard to find? Or am I just growing up and becoming more realistic about life?
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