Ditch of Humiliation

I was hoping to avoid utter embarassment, by just pulling out and heading on my way, but no such luck. With one back tire in the air and both front tires sunk into soft ground, I had to wait for a tow truck. Before the tow truck arrived, a curious policeman showed up. He decided to park his car behind mine, flashing lights and all. He also decided to call his parter in a giant police van to come and have a look.
On the upside, I got to keep warm in the back of a police car. Criminals get VERY little foot room! Policemen get GPS systems to keep track of their buddies' vehicles. I got many stares from passers-by during the 40 minute wait for the tow truck.


6 Comments:
my goodness, you are random.
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Anne Marie, at 2:45 PM
I'm having a difficult time picturing how this took place without defying the laws of physics. I was frustrating Teresa by trying to get her to explain it to me.
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Anonymous, at 3:24 PM
the cop was also confused. I guess I'm inexplicable.
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Anne Marie, at 6:34 AM
That's crazy! I hope you've recovered alright - I think the shock of it all might have done me in. Is Lizzie ok?
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Anonymous, at 6:43 AM
Holy Crap!!?! I hope that you are ok. That is what I would call a ginormous fiasco. I would recommend not sleeping at the wheel or watching CSI Miami on a portabl DVD player whist driving in the future!
PS Sweet Blog Anne. Thats the best picture of you I have ever seen: le Tigré!
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the hammer, at 2:25 PM
I'm still miffed that I wasn't mentioned in this blog AT ALL! Even though I sat next to her in the cop car.
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Anonymous, at 2:19 PM
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