Wednesday was a bummer day.
Woke up at 4:30am to get to the airport
7:00am flight to chicago
8:45am – 6:00pm Business work
7:45pm flight home
10:30pm arrival at Bradley Airport in CT
11:50 11:07pm phone call:
JonAbad: I’m here.
Mike D: At Arrivals? I don’t see you
Mike D: At Departures?
JonAbad: Remember that Foreigner sign from this morning?
JonAbad: I haven’t gotten to it yet.
Mike D: did the Acclaim break down?
JonAbad: I think it just ran out of gas.
MikeD: I’ll be right there.
11:12pm Blinking lights… A state trooper has come to render aid.
Officer Statey: What’s the problem?
JonAbad: It may be out of gas but it says it has 1/8th of a tank.
Officer Statey: Do you have any money? Have you called a tow truck?
JonAbad: My friend who I’m picking up is on his way, its his car.
Officer Statey: Okay, I’ll wait back here.
11:17pm MikeD arrives at the scene. We attempt to turn it over again without success. -j
11:20pm Officer Statey can’t help us get gas but comes up with genius back-car-onto-curb plan to get out of the midnight rush hour traffic at Bradley. -j
11:25pm MikeD and I switch shoes. MikeD plans to run to a gas station on the other side of the airport and return with gas. I suggest him getting a ride from one of the many car rental shuttle buses passing by. -j
11:40pm Listened to a few jams on the iPod. MikeD returns without gas. I am confused as his speed and lack of gas. “Airport Maintenance is a much better idea” he says. -j
11:45pm Airport maintenance gives us gas
11:47pm We determine that gas is not the problem
12:00am We call a tow truck
12:45am tow truck arrives
1:40am I find out it will cost $220. I ask if we can stop at the bank
1:45am I withdraw the money
1:50am Arrival at the House of Rock
2:15am Car is unloaded
2:45am check my e-mail. Turns out, The WebHosting company finds that nothing is wrong with my website. So the reason it’s slow is because of something we’ve done with WordPress.
5 hours of sleep
8:00am Walk to PepBoys to purchase car manual on Shamus’ suggestion
8:05am realize that I lost my ATM card the previous night.
I think that we shall soon see a new section of mikedidonato.com that goes into the joys and pains of owning a 1991 plymouth acclaim.
Edited by jpabad: I upped the crypticness of my phonecall to MikeD, added the parts before MikeD arrived and some after.