Sunday, March 11, 2007
Well, as the title says it was another slow night at work. Only 15 deliveries in total tonight...bad for a Saturday night. It really wasn't that busy in store either, sometimes we're rushing around and having a hard time just keeping up with the phones and making the orders. Not tonight though.
It's not all that bad, but more deliveries would mean more money for me. I was able to make $48 in tips out of those 15 deliveries, so that was good.
On one delivery the guy's laneway was just terrible. It was covered in ice and snow and was hard just to get in to. The trouble came though when I had to back out since there wasn't any room to turn around. When I started backing out I thought I was going straight but nope, just about ran into his electric fence and went off the laneway. I got stuck there but with me flooring it and him bouncing the car and pushing I was able to get out. I started backing out again, made to the end and thought I was safe, then I stopped moving. There was a huge hump of snow and ice that my car was stuck on. I couldn't even rock the car by going in reverse and first over and over. He tried pushing and bouncing but the car wasn't even moving. The tires just kept digging and digging deeper. He went to the house and got one of his buddies to help. With the two of them bouncing and pushing they were able to get me out. It didn't take too long, but it did suck a little lol.
BEFORE that happened though I had a little scare.... actually, I should say it was a big scare. I had deliveries I had to take out. The first place I went to I shut off my car (I usually don't though) since his laneway was on another road and I wouldn't be able to see it from his front door. I figured, might as well shut if off in case someone comes a long and decides they want to steal it. Anyways, I knocked on his door and heard my keys hit the cement porch (I don't know why I had them in my hand, any other times I put them right in my pocket). The porch was covered in snow...so I thought, "Shit, where'd they go." I see a hole between the porch and his house...dammit, not good. He tells me to go to the other door at the back. That means I didn't have to shut my car off dammit. I tell him I'm going to be around for a bit looking for my keys. He says that's all right, he lost his keys ice fishing and ended up finding them 1km away form where they were. So, at least he had faith I could get them lol. I go back and start digging up snow and ice and feeling around for my keys. My fingers are killing, I'm wearing no gloves and the ice is tearing up my fingertips. No luck. I know my keys must've gotten into that little porch hole. I go back and knock on the door and ask for a flashlight. He gives me one and turns on the porch light. I look around, nothing. I look in that little hole and there they are! I was lucky the hole wasn't that deep. I assumed the hole went done all the way to the ground or something; I would've been screwed if it had. It was deep and small enough though I couldn't get my hand in to grab my keys. I had to find a stick to pull them out. I finally did it! I gave the light back, and headed off for my next delivery. And if you are asking.... no, I don't have a spare key. I actually had one made last Friday, but it doesn't work :(.
I don't want to sound religious or anything, and in NO way I am, but I feel everything does happen for a reason. Example, last week it took about 2 hours to get into and start my car. Everything was actually frozen so much it took awhile to get into my car, then I couldn't even turn the key and damn was I pissed off. When I did start it, I noticed I needed to get gas. After that on my way to school I took the main road in (I usually go the back way, but I needed the gas) and on that road there were 4 accidents that had recently happened. At 2 of them the cops hadn't even arrived yet. I though to myself, maybe it was a good thing it took so long to get my car going, I could've been in one of those.
I'm not sure what dropping my keys did for me, if anything, but I feel there might have been something that could've happened if I hadn't.