It's Friday. My car has been sat on my drive since Sunday with a flat tyre and knackered wheel. A days worth of phone calls and THREE AA men later, the car has FINALLY gone to Peugeot (there's a whole new story to fill you in on), dropped off by AA at the AIRPORT to get a hire car...
Avis won't accept my details. I'm stuck at the airport, no money, no transport, no help.
I screamed, I shouted, I cried, (yes right there in the Airport), I called D and asked him to rescue me. Even though he was in the middle of putting Noah to bed.
He came, with a credit card, sorted me out a car, dropped me off at Avis to pick up the car.
I may never, in all my days, have driven such a shitty little car. A Citroen C3. Which I want to burn.
I'm half an hour late for my rehearsal. I haven't eaten. I left the house at 5:30. I got back to pick up my cello at 8:00. A week, surely, beyond belief.
The AA deserve to be sent to the very pits of hell for all eternity, where they will be made to clean Satan's bollocks with their BARE TONGUES.
Avis won't accept my details. I'm stuck at the airport, no money, no transport, no help.
I screamed, I shouted, I cried, (yes right there in the Airport), I called D and asked him to rescue me. Even though he was in the middle of putting Noah to bed.
He came, with a credit card, sorted me out a car, dropped me off at Avis to pick up the car.
I may never, in all my days, have driven such a shitty little car. A Citroen C3. Which I want to burn.
I'm half an hour late for my rehearsal. I haven't eaten. I left the house at 5:30. I got back to pick up my cello at 8:00. A week, surely, beyond belief.
The AA deserve to be sent to the very pits of hell for all eternity, where they will be made to clean Satan's bollocks with their BARE TONGUES.
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:( What a week!
your blog is cracking me up! i cannot believe the week you've had. you have been through the ringer! you deserve a pedicure and a bubble bath for sure. i got your comment you left on my blog - i'm adding your blog to my list too! :)
ash from FF