Unexpected Good FortuneTravelling through Seattle a good 15 years ago, I remembered an old friend I used to blow up Action Men with. We were bored, nothing to lose , so I looked him up in the phonebook. He was the only one of that name in there. "Come and stay," goes he.
Me and my mates were living in a car at that point so a bed was a novelty. After searching for a while, we rock up to a very posh mansion on Puget Sound with its own Helipad. "Come flying," goes he.
Has your luck held out recently?
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chthonic, Thu 14 Sep 2006, 18:43)
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A little oneMy automobile association (where I am, the RACV - where you are, probably AAA or NRMA or whatever the fuck they're called in Britain) gives you four free roadside visits for your basic $60 membership. After the first time you leave your lights on in the carpark you like to not waste them.
I was once parked in a side street and was off to lunch with a workmate when I needed to get something out of my car. I was most mortified to see my car keys hanging in the ignition of my locked car, and, not being a pikey, I had no idea how I'd break in without smashing a window. (This was in a comparatively posh area and no pikey had kindly smashed a window for me. I usually have the shittiest car in any street I park in.)
"Damn" I said to my friend, "I'm gonna have to call the RACV." "Them?" she said, pointing at the humongous RACV tow truck parked right behind me. I got my car broken into and didn't use a free visit. Well, it felt pretty good at the time.
Apologies for lack of bigness.
(, Mon 18 Sep 2006, 9:20, Reply)
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