QueenAdrock
10-06-2006, 07:34 PM
Ugh. I cried for like 10 minutes straight back there. I haven't done that in a long time. But I was so frustrated and so upset.
I'm going to Edmonton tomorrow, and my flight leaves at 8:50 in the morning. Cool, I'll drive to the Metro and park there and take that. Call Metro to double check on extended parking - they tell me I'll be towed, there is no long-term parking. Well, shit.
I'll call a taxi. I do that, they say it'll be less than $10 to drive me to the Metro in the morning. Okay, that's fine. Friend calls me up to remind me that Metro doesn't start until 7:00 AM on Saturdays - they time I have to *be* at the airport. Shit. Shit shit shit.
Call the taxi, how much is it to Reagan National? $50. I can't afford that shit. How much for parking at the airport? $9 per day for the long-term parking, which would be around the same as the taxi ride. Goddammit.
Maybe I can coerce my brother into driving. Call him. His phone is off. Call his girlfriend. Her phone is off. Go call my mom to see if she's heard from my brother - Oh haven't you heard? He took off an hour early from work to drive down to North Carolina...no, he wasn't leaving tomorrow morning like he told you, he's already gone, that's why you're home alone now. Real great of him not to tell me he's changed his plans.
All other friends are busy, or I know they won't drive me. One last friend to call. Katie. I call her, she's with her boyfriend in Virginia, like I had expected....40 miles away. For the night. The waterworks start and I can't stop crying. I explain what's happened and she, being the most bestest friend, says she'll drive me. She'll pick me up at 6:00 AM and drive me all the way to the airport just for the price of gas...around $8. I owe her big.
It looks like it'll work out, but my eyes are hurting now and I'm still feeling depressed. Bleh. :(
I'm going to Edmonton tomorrow, and my flight leaves at 8:50 in the morning. Cool, I'll drive to the Metro and park there and take that. Call Metro to double check on extended parking - they tell me I'll be towed, there is no long-term parking. Well, shit.
I'll call a taxi. I do that, they say it'll be less than $10 to drive me to the Metro in the morning. Okay, that's fine. Friend calls me up to remind me that Metro doesn't start until 7:00 AM on Saturdays - they time I have to *be* at the airport. Shit. Shit shit shit.
Call the taxi, how much is it to Reagan National? $50. I can't afford that shit. How much for parking at the airport? $9 per day for the long-term parking, which would be around the same as the taxi ride. Goddammit.
Maybe I can coerce my brother into driving. Call him. His phone is off. Call his girlfriend. Her phone is off. Go call my mom to see if she's heard from my brother - Oh haven't you heard? He took off an hour early from work to drive down to North Carolina...no, he wasn't leaving tomorrow morning like he told you, he's already gone, that's why you're home alone now. Real great of him not to tell me he's changed his plans.
All other friends are busy, or I know they won't drive me. One last friend to call. Katie. I call her, she's with her boyfriend in Virginia, like I had expected....40 miles away. For the night. The waterworks start and I can't stop crying. I explain what's happened and she, being the most bestest friend, says she'll drive me. She'll pick me up at 6:00 AM and drive me all the way to the airport just for the price of gas...around $8. I owe her big.
It looks like it'll work out, but my eyes are hurting now and I'm still feeling depressed. Bleh. :(