Rescue Me

Today, after work, I had to drive my son to his part-time job. It was 3:23 and he starts at 3:30. I was coming around the corner of Sidney Street onto Bell Blvd (for you all that live near me), when my van decided to stop. Not slowly die. Just altogether stop. Now, just so you know, this is not the most convenient spot to park your vehicle, especially during the beginning of rush hour.

I told my son he was going to need to get out and walk the rest of the way - which certainly wasn't too far from where we were.

I then proceeded to put on my four-way flashers. But, of course I couldn't find the switch. I knew I had seen it before. I'm sure that I've even used it before. But not sure where it might be right now, when I really need it.

Next step. Call my husband. He knows how to fix things and rescue me when I'm in trouble. He told me where to find my four-way flasher switch. Ahhh. Thank you Honey.

While on the phone with my husband, I realized my son was still sitting beside me waiting for his ride to work. I put my hand over the receiver and let him know that he was actually going to have to get out of the van and start walking. He was not going to get there on time sitting here with me.

My husband got the details of where I was and what happened, then hung up to call CAA.

It felt like too many minutes later when he called me back to let me know that the tow truck would be coming. Mark informed me that they had put a rush on it, because of the inconvenient location where I was located, blocking traffic.

Time does not fly by while you are sitting in a van blocking traffic. In fact, it goes by quite slowly.

One driver actually honked as he drove by after impatiently waiting behind me. I considered smiling and honking back, but did not want to draw any attention to myself. I wanted to just sit there and remain completely oblivious to the other drivers. If I don't look at them, then certainly they won't see me.

Fifteen minutes had now slowly passed. Yes, I was watching the clock - not really much else to do. I had today's newspaper with me and contemplated reading it to help pass the time. But, I thought the other drivers might not be too happy with where I had parked to read the paper. I was sure that I needed to at least appear to be looking after the situation.

Thirty minutes passed by before my knight appeared completed decked out with lights, chrome and tow!

I was so thankful that they had put a rush on it. I would have hated to wait for the non-rush.

The knight quickly got to work and he whisked me and my dead van off to the castle where Prince Charming awaited.

I am so thankful for a husband who rescues me. (And for warm weather - it wouldn't have been fun sitting in a van that wouldn't start if we had been experiencing normal winter weather.) And why did I choose today of all days to dress up in heels. That tow truck was not really high-heels and fancy-pants worthy.