The saga of Office Depot Center
I got a call around 11:30 Wednesday night from my friend Jamie. She and some friends of hers ("Billy" and "Susannah") had gone to the System of a Down concert in Sunrise and came out to the car to find that it wouldn't start. She asked me if I could come pick them up. Of course I said yes - which I still would have done even if she hadn't a) driven me to and stayed with me at the ER during the pudding incident and b) driven my drunk ass home last time I got sick on a playground and then drove me back to Delray to pick up my car. And I like driving, and I couldn't sleep anyway, and I was happy she thought enough of me to call me.
So, I got up, got dressed, and drove down to Sunrise. Now, you'd think that a big arena wouldn't be hard to find - but in the dark, in the middle of the night, it's a lot more difficult than when there are a million people headed there for a concert with lights and signs and noise. So, I drove around for a little bit until I finally went the wrong way and saw a sign pointing back the other way. Eventually found them in parking lot A60 (which is NOT completely obvious and easy to find, by the way) and offered them the welcome respite of my air conditioned car. By this time it was about 1:00. They had called Triple A (or should I reference it as AAA?) prior to my arrival and were told that the tow truck would get there shortly. Shortly was not forthcoming. So, they called again, and were told that he'd be there no later than 1:51 AM. Awfully precise, yet still fallacious. 1:51 AM, by several clocks, and still no tow truck. Called again - at 2:12 we were told that he'd be there in exactly 15 minutes. Finally - at 2:30 the two truck pulls up. Scary Tow Truck Driver gets out and tells us that he's got to pick up a Volvo on Glades Road, and that Volvos and Mercedeses and cars like that have to go up on the bed, so he is going to put Jamie's car on the bed for now and then when we get to Glades he will take it off the bed, put the Volvo on the bed, and hook up Jamie's car behind. Yeah. At this point none of us really care, we just want to get the damn thing towed and go home.
We had previously discussed that Billy, being the male in the group, would ride with STTD. We agreed to meet them at the dealership (the agreed-upon drop off point) and proceeded to drive north. About 20 minutes later, we get a call from Billy, telling us that STTD couldn't find the Volvo but was currently involved in negotiations in Spanish with a family standing under a bridge who wanted a ride. Susannah, understandably tired and upset, told him to tell STTD that he was NOT giving anyone a ride, he needed to meet us at the dealership. We finally all meet there, STTD gives Jamie the total, and then makes a fuss about giving her a receipt. She left her car there and we all drove back to WPB.
Fun times, kids, fun times. Got home at 4:00, woke up at 10:00, made it to work at 11:15. Thank God for understanding bosses.
So, I got up, got dressed, and drove down to Sunrise. Now, you'd think that a big arena wouldn't be hard to find - but in the dark, in the middle of the night, it's a lot more difficult than when there are a million people headed there for a concert with lights and signs and noise. So, I drove around for a little bit until I finally went the wrong way and saw a sign pointing back the other way. Eventually found them in parking lot A60 (which is NOT completely obvious and easy to find, by the way) and offered them the welcome respite of my air conditioned car. By this time it was about 1:00. They had called Triple A (or should I reference it as AAA?) prior to my arrival and were told that the tow truck would get there shortly. Shortly was not forthcoming. So, they called again, and were told that he'd be there no later than 1:51 AM. Awfully precise, yet still fallacious. 1:51 AM, by several clocks, and still no tow truck. Called again - at 2:12 we were told that he'd be there in exactly 15 minutes. Finally - at 2:30 the two truck pulls up. Scary Tow Truck Driver gets out and tells us that he's got to pick up a Volvo on Glades Road, and that Volvos and Mercedeses and cars like that have to go up on the bed, so he is going to put Jamie's car on the bed for now and then when we get to Glades he will take it off the bed, put the Volvo on the bed, and hook up Jamie's car behind. Yeah. At this point none of us really care, we just want to get the damn thing towed and go home.
We had previously discussed that Billy, being the male in the group, would ride with STTD. We agreed to meet them at the dealership (the agreed-upon drop off point) and proceeded to drive north. About 20 minutes later, we get a call from Billy, telling us that STTD couldn't find the Volvo but was currently involved in negotiations in Spanish with a family standing under a bridge who wanted a ride. Susannah, understandably tired and upset, told him to tell STTD that he was NOT giving anyone a ride, he needed to meet us at the dealership. We finally all meet there, STTD gives Jamie the total, and then makes a fuss about giving her a receipt. She left her car there and we all drove back to WPB.
Fun times, kids, fun times. Got home at 4:00, woke up at 10:00, made it to work at 11:15. Thank God for understanding bosses.
posted by Bunny | 18:03
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