When it Rains...
At least it wasn't raining this morning, which is good news, because I had to walk to work this morning. My car wouldn't start for some reason, (I haven't gotten a chance to look at why.) ordinarily I would have called our morning show guy John, and had him pick me up on his way to work. But John is in Florida on vacation, and of course I didn't have the number for the guy filling in for him. So I hoofed it. In all fairness, its not really that fair (2 miles), which I managed to walk in just under 30 mintues. In my defense its pretty hilly.
Anyway, when I arrive, poor George, (the guy filling in for John) is sitting in his car, because no one gave him a key to the station. Everyone had just assumed that I would be here, early, as I almost always am. Well not the case today.
I had to give my first newscast of the morning in short spurts, while cutting off my mic to take a deep breath, because i was still winded from the walk. I'm sure I sounded like an ass, but it couldn't be worse than the other possibility, "this is David UHHHHH Shideler, in the OOOOOOH news center...."
Anyway, I'll keep you updated on whats wrong with the car.
for bonus irony I just had the thing looked at.
Update: So far as I can tell, absolutely nothing wrong with the car. In examination, the lights had not been left on, or any other obvious evidence of what it was that had drained the battery. A simple jump from a fellow Radio station employee got her purring like an overweight cat with ashma, which is how she normally sounds. And no problem this morning getting her going. So who knows. One of those mysteries that may never be solved.
Anyway, when I arrive, poor George, (the guy filling in for John) is sitting in his car, because no one gave him a key to the station. Everyone had just assumed that I would be here, early, as I almost always am. Well not the case today.
I had to give my first newscast of the morning in short spurts, while cutting off my mic to take a deep breath, because i was still winded from the walk. I'm sure I sounded like an ass, but it couldn't be worse than the other possibility, "this is David UHHHHH Shideler, in the OOOOOOH news center...."
Anyway, I'll keep you updated on whats wrong with the car.
for bonus irony I just had the thing looked at.
Update: So far as I can tell, absolutely nothing wrong with the car. In examination, the lights had not been left on, or any other obvious evidence of what it was that had drained the battery. A simple jump from a fellow Radio station employee got her purring like an overweight cat with ashma, which is how she normally sounds. And no problem this morning getting her going. So who knows. One of those mysteries that may never be solved.
1 Comments:
David...I feel your pain. I once walked from Mountain City to the station. I friend picked me up when he saw me walking in front of Becks.
Right now my car is in the shop getting a $600 fix-it job. That means I'm driving Sara and the two littles ones 20 miles one way each morning than coming all the way back to the station just to take off again.
I hope all is well with your car...
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