I'll begin at the beginning, clearly a very good place to start says Maria from the Sound of Music. Wednesday and Thursday, I had a pounding headache affecting all aspects of me functioning like a human being. Thursday night, i took the migraine medicine I do have, and that stuff wipes you out. You HAVE to sleep. So I called out on Friday because there was NO way I could work 12 hours with this stuff in my system, plus the headache never quite went away.
Friday afternoon I was chatting with a friend at the Red Cross who mentioned she was going to a fire, and I was pretty jealous. (let's call her RedCrossGal) I mentioned, casually of course, that I was home, and could come and help. So I met up with them and we headed out. Surprisingly enough, moving about a bit, helped the headache slightly. Perhaps it was also the 3 excedrine migraine i had taken on top of my other meds... yikes!
The fire was a fire, but plenty of fun and quite a learning experience. I like to ask questions, so I picked RedCrossGuy's brain. I am sure RedCrossGal got a kick out of watching the whole situation.
Anywhoo- we came home and i showered and got ready to meet up with a few folks from Suffolk for a birthday celebration of a good friend. I had driven Ali's car with the plan of not getting drunk and driving D-Rod home. The car was parked in the 100 Clarendon garage, and being the smartest girl ever, i wrote on the ticket, exactly where the car was parked. 3B. I walked to Cleary's and stood in line for a good 20-3o minutes, which wouldn't be all that surprising except that it was 8:30 and so not line time. I finally got in and met up with folks and by 10:30 most of the people had arrived. We had gotten a few beers and were enjoying our selves.
Around 1, i wanted to put on some lip gloss and check my phone. As it turns out, I couldn't find my wristlet or the keys that were attached. I panicked. Full on panicked. I had only had 2 beers and that was hours ago, so i was 100% sober, and I must say, I think I may have been way happier drunk. Anyways, everyone was so helpful in our group, I can't say the same for the folks at the bar. We were underneath the tables and moving all the coats around and seriously looked every where. In the midst of the panicking D-Rod finally made me go outside and cancel my credit cards. So, that means, no access to cash, no automatic payments going through, none of that business. My phone was gone, so i had to cancel that. My zip card gone, my t-pass, my $25 ace hardware gift certificate, my NY licence and of course the 60 dollars I had taken out earlier in the night. And most importantly, THE CAR KEYS.
D-Rod and I called AAA around 2. It came to be that his account had expired, so being the wonderful person he is, he renewed his membership and we got down to business. First we asked for a locksmith to come and make us a key. That was at 2. When no one showed around 3ish, we called and found out that no locksmith was available. So we called for a tow. When 4:30 rolled around and no one was there. We finally gave up. Keeping in mind, we are going up and down from floor 1 where there are small heaters to floor 3 where the car is parked, every 15 minutes or so making sure that the car is still there. When at 4:30 no one had stolen the car and we were cold, hungry and very tired, we decided to go to D-Rod's house and start fresh in a few hours. We walked from the garage to the Copley Park Plaza (i think it was that one) and got some cashola from the ATM to get home, then got in a cab and arrived to the house.
No lie, i slept in my coat and all my going out clothes. I did get to look at myself in the mirror at the hotel and discovered that all my mascara and eye liner was flowing down my face making my cheeks less rosy and more grey/blackish. Ick.
We got out the door around 10 - 10:30 where our quest began. First calling AAA. Then calling one roommate to get keys to the house and calling friends to pick Ali up at the airport if I couldn't. The tow truck with dolly arrived around 12:30. We learned some very important lessons from this. Always back in to the spot and always keep your wheels straight. They can get you out better that way. So they got the car out of the spot on a dolly and we met up with a flat bed truck that would be taking the car to the Honda dealership because if you didn't know cars after 98 need to be taken to the dealership to get duplicate keys made. LAME. On our waya to the Honda place, we stopped by the Shamrock to pick up a set of keys from Atree so i can get in to the house. So i get in to the house and frantically look for my passport and any id i had. I ended up with my Red Cross ID and my work ID. HA.
When all is said and done, we got the keys in fairly good time. It was 3 when i left the dealership, about 15 hours since the whole scenario had begun. D-Rod let me write him a check and gave me some money to get a new phone and new t-pass and maybe some food for the week. Speaking of new phone, send me an email or text with your info so I have it. The number is the same! I'll be awaiting my new cards in the mail to set up my payment plans on everything again. It's just such an inconvenient thing. Annoying more than anything.
Who ever took my bag is stupid b/c all they really got was a fake coach bag, a crappy ass phone with water damage, 55 dollars (b/c i did pay for one beer), zip card they can't use, id they can't use, an ACE hardware gift certificate (which i love, but, i feel most people won't use), and car keys to a car that's not even there anymore.
Oh, and my favorite lip gloss.
Astrovirus
15 years ago
