One Snowy, Shitty Night
To my dissatisfaction about 6 inches of fresh snow fell on the ground last night. Driving home from my girlfriend’s place ended up being one hellish feat. Hell, I got stuck getting out of her back lane. Twice. I felt absolutely horrible because she had to come out and help shovel my car out of the snow. Twice. To make matters worse, my car is a manual transmission and my girlfriend can’t drive stick for the life of her. This meant that she was left outside pushing while I was inside the car stepping on the gas. Twice. Man, do I owe her. I especially owe her an apology for flipping out as I usually do in situations like that. I can’t remember exactly what I was saying but I recall that it contained a lot of fucks and shits.
Those curses continued as I got stuck at a 4 way stop not far away from her place. I should’ve just blew past that stupid sign; nobody was coming at that time of night anyway. Serves me right for obeying the law. Once again my manual transmission added to the disaster as the stop sign was situated at a pretty steep incline. For those of you who drive stick I’m sure you know how difficult incline climbs are when starting from a stopped position; especially in fresh snow. Luckily, somebody did come around at that time of night. A couple teenagers were kind enough to give me a hand. So, thanks to them as well.
The rest of the drive home was filled with fishtails and close calls. But I made it. I disregarded a few stop signs along the way. But I made it. Unfortunately, this morning began with a buried car, a shovel in my hand, and another late added to my file at work. Man, I hate winter.
Posted by Frank N. Stein
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