Great! I needed to run this thing to school for mom, but my car won’t start… the engine won’t turn over. So now mom and dad are both ticked, because I can’t bring the paper to mom, and dad is going to have to print it out from work and take it to her at lunch, and he says he already has a million other things to do at lunch.
And I can’t go get lunch, so I’ll be without food until about 10 tonight when my parents get back from this Christmas dinner.
Stupid car. I’d look under hood but what good would it do?
(oh, doorbell person turned out to be FedEx bringing my paycheck. He tied the bag containing the package to the bug zapper outside, which is too high for me to reach, so I had come back in, get the stepstool and untie it. Crazy FedEx man! At least he didn’t stick it under the garage door like most of ’em do…)