I've about heard it all now!
Yesterday evening, my youngest called me and said that her car was broken down. She'd been leavning work on the other side of Houston when it happened. She made it sound as though one of the CV joints had broken, or something else very serious with the driveline had broken, so I suggested that she call a wrecker and have it towed to wherever she wanted to have it checked. Naturally, she was concerned about the cost, but I reminded her that, yes, she'd have to pay the wrecker out of her pocket, but she'd get reimbursed by her insurance. To exacerbate things, the location of the break-down is a really bad part of town, so I asked if she were going to be able to lock herself in her car until the wrecker got there. She said that she had pulled up in front of a business and, even though the owner was in the process of closing up for the day, the lady was going to stay with her and let her stay inside with her until the wrecker arrived.
Today, I called several times to check on things. She said that the wrecker showed up at around 11 and towed the car to the Honda dealership, where she learned that her car broke down because she'd waited too long to tune it up. Apparently, the diagnostic test they ran said that the rotor, distributor cap, and spark plug wires were bad. Her boyfriend and his father had agreed to repair it for her. Of course, her situation is this; she's living with her mom and older sister. Between them, they have two cars. Most of the time, older sis uses mom's car to get back and forth and Katelyn uses her car to drive herself back and forth to the other side of Houston to her job. They all pitch in and help one another when available. Anyway, she'd asked if she could bring my granddaughter over to spend the night tonight before all of this happened. I told her that we'd love to see her, so we've been keeping in pretty close contact to coordinate.
I said all of that to say this; when I called this evening to check, she said that her car was back on the road and that she and her daughter were on the road, headed to her older sister's job to check on her. Apparently, older daughter had to work a double today because some other girl got fired. Well, usually older sis takes mom's car to work, so I asked about that situation. "She doesn't have her mom's car?" "No," she said, "Mom went to a poker tournament, so I'm checking to see if sis needs a ride."
I couldn't help but laugh. "Wait a minute," I said, "I thought that L usually uses mom's car when she goes to work. I'd have thought that, especially with your car out of comission, she'd have mom's car." "Well, me too," she said, "but she took it to play poker."
Oh....okay.
Nevermind what I said about them helping each other out. It's every man for himself!
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