I would love to take my father's advice and throttle Gllen, but at this point, it is quite impossible. Gllen is 6 hours away visiting his mother in Madison for the holidays.
Leave it to Gllen to leave town on day 2 of a snow emergency with his van parked on the wrong side of the street with a flat tire. Not JUST a flat tire - the tire is completely off of the rim, frozen to the pavement and entrenched in a snowbank. I tried to move it, my dad tried to move it and its not going anywhere.
I now await a tow-truck to come and charge me $100.00 to move it a mile away. I'll be leaving it at a service center and have to get up at 6:00am to go down there with the keys. Let's hope the service center doesn't decide to tow it away, since they have no clue why it's sitting in their lot. My dad has dropped off a friendly little note from me explaining the situation, and I'll be leaving a voicemail.
Stupid Nissan Quest.
i am so glad you are putting words into this format for me to enjoy.
ReplyDeletealso, does a gllen worry himself with things like snow emergencies? nay i say.
ReplyDeleteMany thanks. I'm quite amused by it as well. Well, not about the snow emergency trauma... He owes me big time.
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