Tuesday, February 5, 2008

I Am THAT Person

Boy do I have a good story for y'all. It's so humiliating. The best kind, right?

I ran out of gas. On Hwy. 280. In the center lane. I backed up traffic. People probably cussed me out.

As I was driving to a Super Bowl party on Sunday night, my gas light dinged on. Okay, fine, 40 miles to go. I don't typically try to push it, but it was rainy and gross. Ditto at the time I left to go home. Monday morning, no time to fill up, drove to work. Monday after work, talking on cell phone, drove right past gas station and on to Chappy's to meet Sean for dinner.

On the way home, at the red light by Rocky Ridge Road, I was a no-go. I was thisclose to the Chevron. Dang it. That is a bad, bad feeling, my friends.

Oh yeah. I did. Are you laughing? Because it gets better. You'll probably pee your pants.

A sheriff pulled up behind me. With his LIGHTS on. SO embarrassing, y'all, to have to tell the sheriff that, yes, help is on the way, and, no, your battery isn't dead. You're just too stupid to stop and put some gas in your vehicle.

He was super nice while we waited on Sean to deliver some gas. OH, and then, in the left lane, a Tahoe totally slammed into an Accord. The sheriff said, "Let me go make sure they're okay, but then the Mtn. Brook police can handle that one. I'm on my way to Irondale to get a prisoner." I'm sorry those two people had an accident, but I was kind of glad for a distraction from all those evil looks peeps were giving me.

Tomorrow, I hire a driver.

15 comments:

Bo Knows said...

This blog needs to be renamed with a driving reference... unfortunately, I can't think of anything witty right now, but... don't worry, I'll be back!

Bowlby said...

Oh, no no no no no! Stephanie! I will admit that the other day when we went to Swoozies and the Junior League during lunch I noticed your gas light was on when we left work. I didn't say anthing, but I was a little nervous!

lindsey said...

It hopefully turned into a learning experience, boohiss to you from a fellow 280 driver, lol, its dangerous out there!

Leah said...

You could always move to New York and take the subway everywhere. You'll see how appreciative I'll be to have a car once I get back!

Bowlby said...

Oh, maybe Leah could be your driver!

Leah said...

You really want a driver that's driven about four times in the past three years?

Bo Knows said...

I'm sure you'll do better than Stephanie!

Robin said...

Stephanie, don't beat yourself up. You really should have a driver.

That might be a good alternative name for this blog--born to be driven.

Leah said...

So now I'm going to be Stephanie's driver and I'm supposed to make lunch and snacks for craft time too?

Robin said...

Leah, please make sure you still have time to knit cute hats for Luke!

Bowlby said...

Steph--when this happened, did you think, "Well, at least I'll have something to blog about!"

stephinbham said...

Wow, has this post generated lots of comments or what! Yeah, Leah, I'm afraid you're going to have quite the balancing act on your hands. But I think you can cook while I'm at work.

Katie, sadly, it IS the very first thing I thought. And then I thought to myself, "I should be embarrassed right now."

Brooke said...

Hahaha, you need one of those t-shirts that says "I'm blogging this".

stephinbham said...

Leah, can you embroider me one of those, stat?

Leah said...

So I'll drop you off at work, embroider a shirt, make lunch, and then knit Luke a hat before I pick you up from work (and I'll have after-school snacks ready?). I'm starting to rethink this whole Birmingham thing.