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Ok, here goes....the trip from hell as my friend and I refer to it!!
My best friend and I were driving from Fort Wayne to Virginia to see my sister. I was driving a Chevette (which I really liked). We were driving on hwy 33 coming up to Columbus, Ohio and I asked my friend which way to go on 270 around Columbus and she proceeded to turn the map upside down and said, "Turn right." I about killed her!! I grabbed the map and figured it out myself. We still laugh at that.
After we got around Columbus, we stopped at a rest area to eat the picnic dinner we had packed. When we got back into the car, the alternator light came on. I didn't know what to do, so I kept driving. When we got to Zanesville, Ohio, we stopped at a Shell station to see what to do and I ran into the biggest redneck in the universe, who continually called me honey. Finally, I could take it no more and when he said, " Weeell Honey, we can't fix it tonight, you'll have to stay until Monday and I'll fix it then." My response was," First, if you call me honey one more time, you'll be singing soprano in Vienna and 2nd, it will be a cold day in hell before I stay here." We got back in the car and continued to drive. We got to Wheeling, WV and stopped and a guy called around and found us someplace that was willing to fix the car at 11pm on a Saturday night in Tridelphia, WV.
Next chapter, we started out after getting the car fixed, in a pea soup fog which never lifted. The goal was to reach Breezewood, PA (the city of motels) to get a room. When we got there, there was no room at the inn. So, having no choice we kept driving. Well, when I get tired I either get really stupid or really mean, as does my friend. Now, understand that I was exhausted and so was my friend. The bad part was the I got mean and she got stupid!! lol
She got frustrated when I wouldn't pull over unless I saw lights (remember, we were in the mountains). Finally she forced me to get off the highway and we stopped and found a place to stay. The guy who found the place warned us that they were still fighting the Civil War down there. So, all the way to the motel, we were practicing our southern accents, only to get there and got greeted by a guy from Jamaica!! lol
We settled down and after 3 hours of not being able to sleep, I got up and called my sister to find out that we were only 2 hours from her house!!
Ok, now, I dare anyone to beat that one!! lol Sorry it's so long.
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1-my mom had a 63 olds delta 88 in 1973/4/5/6/7, bigger then huge all steel and the size of a small building, and really huge. i had a job working at a fast food place and the car wouldn't start, so a young male coworker offered to help jump the car, i was 16, he blew up the battery. sadly, neither my mother nor i had the money to replace the battery, so we didn't have a car for a week until i got paid and got a new battery the next week.
2-picking up my brother from boys club i scraped off the exhaust leaving the poorly maintained parking lot, i replaced that too.
3-i managed to push that car up to 90 racing down washtenaw avenue, after work about 3 am, i spun off the dial that registered the speed(pre digital age), we blew past a cop, but he never chased us, why i do not know, thank god no one was coming out into the road. i stonewalled on that.
4-at some point the trunk lock rusted off, so we opened the trunk with a looong flat head screw driver
5-there was the night that the car ran out of gas(the level float didn't work) so we coasted home.
6-the night my sister turned 16, she and i 'borrowed' it and went to burger king for a midnight burger run. i didn't think mom knew about that trip until i was 40. my sister and i were laughing about things we thought we'd gotten away with and my mom mentioned the night we took her car to get burgers, i was freaked out, she never said anything for all those years, i wonder what else she knew:eek: .......
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When I was 9 my mothers ex boyfriend, the father of my younger brother, was driving around with my brother, who was only about 15 months at the time in the front seat drunk! My brother wasn't in a carseat and he didn't shut the passenger door all the way so when he made a turn at the intersection the door came open and my brother fell out of the car and almost was run over!!!!!:mad: :mad:
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Labor Day weekend, 2000
Friday afternoon, I leave work early. Ralph is in the process of changing jobs and has the day off. We are going to be married in Nov. 2000.
He meets me at work. We take both cars, stop at Toys-R-Us to get a Bday present for his nephew. Then we head over to his aunt house to pick up a grill she is giving us.
We come to a stop light, that is green. Car ahead of Ralph stops. Ralph tried to slow, but bumps this car with his Mustang. I am not expecting this at all. I try to swerve.
End result, Ford Ranger vs. Ford Mustang....Ranger wins!
It was interesting explaining to the cops we didn't need to exchange insurance info, as we were engaged. The claims agent for the insurance also got a laugh, when instead of giving the "other driver" info, I just handed him the phone :)
Yes, we got married as planned. Both cars got fixed, and now, Ralph follows me :)
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Boy that had to take a lot to post that one Amy!! ;) :D
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:D Once I get the scanner hoked back up, and I can even add pictures :)
We were having a cook-out the next day with several friends from the studio. It took a while before anyone noticed the Mustang, and when someone finally asked what I happened, I explained that some dumb B&^%h, rear-ended Ralph. Then I point out the front of the truck :)
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Wow, Richard says that one of the rules is that you're not allowed to bash your spouses driving and here you are bashing your own!! hehehe
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You are right...although maybe I shouldn't have posted this, if we weren't supposed to bash our spouses driving...cause I guess I sorta did it literally :)
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Oh geez!! That was really bad!! lol So does this mean that it's a good thing that we might be following YOU next weekend?? lol
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Hey, that was the one and only accident I have been in that was my fault! :)
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Yes, but you ADMITTED it on open forum and that makes you fair game for harassing! :D ;) :p You know I have to harass you, it's my life's work! ehehe
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Oh, me and cars do not get along. LOL:D
I got married really young. My ex-husband did not like the idea of me driving, so I didn't get my driver's licence untill we divorced. My dad taught me how to drive and I was doing really good. Finally, I went to take my driver's test.
I took my mom's car because it was an automatic and I was used to driving it. I drove with my dad in the car to the testing station. They told me it would be another hour before they could test me so me and my dad decided to get a bite to eat.
I pulled into a nearby resteraunt and started to park. The parking lot had a brick wall facing it. I pulled in and...
hit the gas instead of the break! I severly dented the bumper of the car and went and cried myself silly in the restrauant. Iwas so stressed that when I took my driver's test, I ran a stop sign and failed.
That was seven years ago. Just two weeks ago, a police officer pulled my mom over on the way to work. We both work at the same place, so I just ride in with her. We are in the same car I dented the bumper in. The officer said that he pulled us over because he got a report of someone in a car similar to my mom's running over mail boxes. My mom, who is not good under pressure, goes into a crying fit and hystericlly tells the officer that there is a dent on the front of her car but that it's all my fault and she swears she never hit a mail box in her entire life. She tells the cop the entire story of how I hit the brick wall!:eek: I have friends on the police force and now they all know! They call me "Lisa Lead Foot" and refuse to let me drive them anywhere.:mad:
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Well, since I like to dish it out, I guess I have to take it too :)
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And that's why we get along! lol
Lisa, that is hysterical! I think I would kill that cop though and that would be right after your mother for telling! lol
My mother wouldn't get stressed and cry, she'd just tell a story or 2 about me to the officer just for GPs! lol
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Molly, I think you & I would get along famously:D I hate people calling me Honey, baby, sweetheart, babe or anything else. I just despise it! My name is Anna:)
Ok, I have a good one for you.
We were coming back from my parents house in SC (a 530 mile trip).
We have Angus & Keisha with us in the car, and are pulling a trailer with a 10x10 kennel & a dog house in it.
We are in the WV mountians, almost 1/2 way home.
Up ahead is a toll both. All of a sudden the car just stops, it's still running, but won't move and we are about a tenth of a mile from the toll both. Thank god we were in the far right hand lane & not in the middle:eek:
Anyway, the guys come out & is going to help us push the car to the curb, but of course we have to pay the $1.25 toll first:rolleyes:
They send a wrecker & it pulls us to Beckley, W.V. to this motel, Huney in the Rock I think it was called. Luckily they accepted dogs.
Anyway the room is maybe 12x12 with a bed in the middle & a bathroom, and it was filthy! Ok, nothing else we can do, so we deal.
Noone will be able to fix the car until Monday (it's Saturday), and I'm not staying here another night, the dogs didn't even have room to turn around and there isn't a gas station or restraurant in walking distance! So I call my dad, he comes with his pu & a flatbed for the car, we put the trailer in the bed of the truck & the dogs had to ride in the car by themselves. I was so embarrased that I had to "call daddy", but what else was I to do? It was horrible! I was never so glad to be home!
