Saturday, August 11, 2012


In the midst of commutergirl's adventure getting Tori fixed (Tori's the car, in case you just happened upon this post and may have thought that Tori was a household pet) last week, she was informed that Tori's repairs would take several hours to satisfactorily complete, but not to worry . . .

we have a shuttle service that will take you anywhere you need to go.

Well, isn't that nice.  commutergirl said, "I'd like to go to the TRAX station."  There was one nearby, and she had some errands to run.

They looked at her like she was insane.  "But, we can take you wherever you need to go!"

"I want to go to the TRAX station."

"Where are you going?  Are you going downtown?  We can take you downtown!"

"I want to go to the TRAX station."  She was running errands around downtown, and we're pretty sure their shuttle service would not take her all over downtown for the next three hours.  It took them quite a bit of convincing, but eventually they went along with it.

So she ran her errands.  She arrived back at the TRAX station afterward, and called the dealership to tell them they could come pick her up now.  They said they would be a few minutes.

An hour later, she called them back again.  They again said they would be a few minutes.  This time they were only a few minutes.  But in the time she sat waiting under a tree at the TRAX station, the 516, which goes right past the dealership, had come and gone twice.

And we're the crazy ones. 

1 comment:

  1. Honestly, she could have walked it in 20 minutes had she really wanted to. But they had already said they were coming . . .