It's National Idiot's Day!

Or at least it must have been this morning. This is a true story of how my morning went (yes, it's a long story but definitely worth the read if you need a good laugh):

I buckled the girls' in their carseats, and headed out to bring them to daycare. I had my facilitation meeting this morning, so was a little early so I could go into work first for a bit. I get to Gardiner and as I turn onto Highland Avenue the car started "hesitating" a bit, then when I stepped on the gas it wouldn't go. I tried pulling over, but couldn't. So, here I sit in the road of a busy street with people driving around me giving me dirty looks. I called Anand and told him I was going to call AAA, but wanted him to come get us. He said "are you out of gas?". I said "um, no-I think I'd know if I was out of gas. I had over a quarter of a tank". So, we hung up and I called AAA. The lady asked me "are you out of gas?". I said "UM, NO-I had over a quarter of a tank". She asked if we were safe, if I wanted a police officer, blah, blah, blah. She asked me what street I was on-I wasn't really sure. Then, it came to me a while later. She asked what year, make, model the car was. That's when I drew a total blank. I couldn't remember! Well, I knew it was a Yukon XL Denali, but didn't have a clue what year it was. So, I pulled out the registration and told her. She asked me what color it was-DING DING DING-it's white-I knew that! (although when I was telling Anand the story I told him I didn't know-JOKING-and he told everyone at the daycare I didn't know what color car I was driving!)  Then, she called me back and said tow truck would be there within 30 minutes. In the meantime, Anand called me back and said he was "positive" I was out of gas. He said I was parked on a hill so that's why I thought I had a quarter of a tank.

The tow truck arrived within a few minutes. The guy came to my window and I told him, "um, my husband thinks I ran out of gas but I think it's something serious". He said he would put it in neutral and back it into Irving (another error-I had told AAA that I was beside Cumberland Farms-it was Irving! What the hell is wrong with me?!) so we could put some gas in it. Anand showed up and he was laughing at me. I started it but when I pushed the gas pedal it would stall. The guy said to keep trying. It kept stalling, so he thought it might be a fuel pump issue or something. So, I take the carseats out of the car and put them in the other car-surprisingly the girls were very well-behaved during this entire incident! The guy gets into the car and tries revving it up, but the same thing is happening except now it isn't stalling. Then, he loads it onto the trailer and tries again. Anand comes over to me and says "he says it's running fine now-he's pretty sure it was just out of gas". He had him tow it to the garage anyway just to check it out so it wouldn't happen again. We take the girls to daycare and Anand drops me off at work.

A few hours later, I get a call from him. "There's nothing wrong. It was out of gas".

SO....that was some expensive gas. This is what I'm thankful for today:

I have a feeling I won't live this one down for quite some time!