LEMME SEE WHAT I CAN DO...

Today, the day before the awaited SNOW STORM, I decided that it might be a good idea to finally fix my windshield wipers for good.

A. It was getting harder and harder to see out of my windshield
and
B. I couldnt possibly dream of being immobile tomorrow.

PS- What is up with everyone going into panic mode before a storm? I feel like they always hype it up and in the end its never really that big of a deal. Ugh, alarmists. Watch those words come back to bite me in the UGGS.

Getting service on the phone was a task in itself, After an hr of the run around I was told to just bring it in and hopefully they could fix it. They had the part in stock and that was all I needed to hear. (As if I had nothing better to do today than drive to 11th Ave and 54th street to wait for a screw to be installed.)

Off I went with my lap top in tow to keep my busy while they quickly replaced the screw.

I get there and the manager shows me a stack of papers saying that all of these cars were ahead of me, with the "You have got to be kidding me" look in his eyes. I ignored his reaction and tried to be as sweet as I possibly could. "Ill see what i can do" "but I wont know until later on." This was now 2PM. "Umm, I have to be home by 5" I said timidly. Unamused, he said that I wasnt giving him much to work with. I tried to just buy the parts and have a mechanic in bk do it. He said that it was a bad idea because he wasnt sure what the problem actually was. I enlightened him by saying that it was just a worn out screw that could no longer be tightened. "Maybe Ill just take it home with me, I really cant be stranded tomorrow." The "are you on crack?" look came next. "You cant drive if you cant see."

"UGHHH" I thought to myself "FINEEEE" I said and left it with him.

Now I was stranded on the West Side with no wheels and zero destination. I needed to remain close by in case a miracle was going to happen.

I had emails to send out, phone calls to make and crap to get done.

Guess what I did??

I walked into a TD bank atm area and wrote my emails. Then I walked to 42nd Street, thats right, lazy me- WALKED. There I was, in tourist central, wandering aimlessly. I really dislike that area. It gives me heavy anxiety.

I wasnt feeling THE WAX MUSEUM because once is more than enough in a lifetime if you ask me. So, It was a toss up, DAVE & BUSTERS OR MOVIES?! As much as ski ball excites me, I opted for the movies, DEAR JOHN 3PM specifically.

I bought my soda and popcorn and found a great seat. I am my very own best friend so going alone was a blast. (PS- if youre not youre own best friend, get on that ASAP, if you dont want to hang with yourself, why would others want to hang out with you?!)

An hour into the movie, my phone rang. "Hey its Guy, youre all good to go."

"Oh wow, thank you! Ill be there within the hour" I said. This man was adorable, he kept my deadline in mind and got it done in time. I couldnt possibly first stroll in after the movie was over. Painful as it was, I got up and left the movie. It was a damn good one and i could tell that I was going to be bawling my eyes out by the end, but today there was no time for that.

PAUSE- the dude in that movie is beyond HOT. A total babe. Google the sh*t out of him now! Because I said so!

So-- I got there and was ready to give Guy a big hug and thank him, but he had zero interest. He was being tortured by a new pain in the a**.

I mouthed "Thank you so much" he nodded and I walked to the cashier.

$242.00 Parts- $69 in parts, $173 in labor. Who cares?! Im good to go.


Next task was to get to the mechanic in BK to replace my brakes. Another torturous event. Done and done. I feel like a huge weight has been lifted off of my shoulders.

I am ready to roll in this blizzard.

(Im sure Ill just end up staying home tomorrow though, so.... Yeah.)