Thursday, July 10, 2008
I left work today and soon became a "Damsel In Distress."
The car wouldn't start, and since my husband is gone I did what any Damsel would've done...
I called Daddy.
Well, he didn't answer.
And I was pissed.
So next, I called my neighbor (who refers to me as his Florida daughter) and is always willing to help.
I gave it a few minutes and tried again...It started.
When I got home,and finally got a hold of Dad,I was still PISSED...
And so the conversation went:
Me: Dad PLEASE get a cell phone(cuz he just won't...he's that guy!) The car wouldn't start today. I needed you. There are certain times that I need you! Like today! Just get one and let me be the only one to have the number..That way no one can bother you but me. Get one in case I need you.
Him: Well, even if I had a cell phone you wouldn't have been able to reach me. I was in the ER...There's no reception there.
My Father's business partner attempted suicide today.
Luckily, My Father is a smart man, and noticed a tone in his voice when his partner called in to say he wouldn't be at the office today...My Father found him in time.
They aren't sure if he is going to make it.
SO REAL PRAYERS ARE ASKED FOR NOW!
And I thought that when the car didn't start I was having a bad day.
Makes you think.
(Also, makes me realize what a bitch I was about Dad not having a cell phone)