Day Sixty Eight: Crisis Management

I’m cool under pressure.

Okay, maybe not exactly cool. The last few days have been pretty rough with all the car issues we’re having. Because our apartment is cursed or maybe because I haven’t been to church since Christmas, but right now my roommates and I are living in one of those Murphy’s law situations.

Everything that can go wrong will go wrong.

And everything that will go wrong will go wrong in a spectacular fashion.

We’re currently down a car and my boyfriend and I have jobs practically on the opposite side of the state from each other. First world problem, I know. But the important thing, is that I was the one who got his crappy old car to the auto shop, and then got it back. But not without the incompetent friends of AAA.

When I called AAA this morning, I was told that they would be more than willing to pick up the Nissan and tow it back to our apartment because we couldn’t afford to fix it. They told me I had an hour to meet the tow truck at the shop. This worked out because that gave me an hour to go find my mother’s car and borrow it in order to meet the tow truck. Fifteen minutes later, while I’m in route to my mother’s office with my aggravating little puppy in hand, the tow truck driver calls me and tells me he’s at the shop and where am I? And when I tell him that I have an hour, he says that I should have been called and told twenty minutes.

I didn’t take that well. This was crisis, like, fifteen of the day, so I did the girl thing and cried on the phone until the tow driver decided to wait for me. When I finally reached the shop, he was a total asshole the whole time and behaved as though this were all my fault.

But, at the end of the day, he’s the sucker because the car is back where it belongs, towed for free by AAA and I’ve got what I want. Am I proud of the means I had to resort to in order to achieve it, not so much. But I got it done.

Challenge to my Readers:

Be assertive the next time a challenge arises. Use everything in your arsenal to get what you need and get the hell out. Then forget it ever happened, because you don’t need to dwell.